*Noah*
Zara and I burst through the shadows, the moonstone rings resting on our fingers glowing brightly. The shouting and cried pains from combat were growing stronger.
The scent of blood was rising into the air too. We were completely out of time, but at least we’d arrived with the guidance of the moonstones.
They lit up the entire clearing like a full moon was casting its glow in the area. What had been a pool of dull moonlight before suddenly was much brighter, which revealed the entire conflict.
Gray and Aaron were locked in combat, and Gray was bleeding. I noticed how much he was parrying the blows of my half-brother, impressively, but something that would not be enough.
In a complete, uncontrolled rage, Aaron was bearing down on Gray, slashing with such fury that I knew he’d kill him when he had the chance.
