Chapter 44 Temptation

• THE AIR IN THE temple was a thick, humming force field of magic, a storm of power that centered on Selene. With the Shadowbloom Nectar clutched in her hand, she stood on the very edge of her being, a vessel for a raw, unbound force. The emerald light from her hands pulsed violently, mixing with the deep crimson glow of the Blood Moon, creating a swirling, magical haze. She could feel the spectral figures of the temple—the ancient memories of her lineage—swirling around her, drawn to the power she now held. They were no longer just echoes; they were a chorus of whispering voices in her mind.
• "Take it, child. Embrace it. It is your right. Your destiny."
• The voices were soft at first, like a gentle breeze, but they quickly grew into a powerful, seductive chorus, each voice a different shade of desire, a different flavor of power. They promised her control, strength, and a freedom she had never known. They told her to forget the fear, to forget the cost.