Moon spotted them walking away from Platform 39, side by side, chatting happily. Selene was gesturing with her hands as she spoke, and Yara was laughing at something she said.
Neither of them sensed him.
Moon suppressed his aura entirely. Every trace of mana, spiritual energy, and presence vanished inward until he was invisible to their senses. He closed the distance from behind, weaving through the thinning crowd, his footsteps silent against the stone ground.
"BAH!" Moon's hands landed gently on both their shoulders from behind.
What happened next took less than a heartbeat.
Selene spun. Her hand moving before her eyes caught up, mana and spiritual energy condensing into a razor-thin wind blade that materialized inches from Moon's face. The sharp blade contained enough force to take an Evolver's head clean off.
