The Sword That Split the Heavens
While Evelyne sat in a daze, Diana, who was watching from the side, was completely captivated by what she had just witnessed.
For several moments, she simply stood there without moving.
Her red eyes remained fixed on the heavens beyond the ruined cave.
One of the twin moons had been cut in half.
The sight was so unnatural that her mind struggled to accept it.
The moon had not been shattered into countless fragments. There was no explosion of celestial debris, no violent collapse, and no great disturbance spreading across the night.
Instead, it had been divided with impossible precision.
A single clean line separated the two halves.
The two pieces remained so close together that from the ground, it almost looked as though the moon had never truly been severed at all. Only that impossibly straight division betrayed what had happened.
Diana's lips parted slightly.
