Chapter 51: The Moon's Light Joins the Battle

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Chapter 51: The Moon's Light Joins the Battle

Tessa's breath had steadied as she knelt behind the line of fighting. The scent of the blood moon flower still lingered around her, but it no longer held her attention. Her energy was returning fast—too fast to stay back while others fought for their lives.

Her gaze swept across the scene. The gators kept pouring out of the forest like shadows with gnashing teeth, attacking anyone in their path. Adrian stood at the front, his fire blazing through the air, while Ecdy and the Rhemonic soldiers held their ground beside him. The heat from Adrian's flames was almost unbearable, yet the gators still came.

Tessa narrowed her eyes as she spotted Nyala fending off three gators at once. Blood dripped from a gash on Nyala's side, but the warrior woman refused to falter. Her spear moved with precision, killing one gator, then another, but the fight was taking its toll.

Tessa pushed to her feet, determination in her eyes. She wove through the chaos, dodging the flailing limbs and charging beasts. As she reached Nyala's side, the leader struck down the last of the three gators with a guttural cry, but she stumbled slightly, the wound on her side deepening.

"Here, Nyala," Tessa said softly, reaching out with her hand. "Let me help with that."

Nyala turned, her face streaked with blood and sweat. For a brief moment, their eyes met, and something passed between them—an understanding, a bond deeper than just warrior and leader. In Nyala's eyes, Tessa wasn't just a girl with power; she was the moon goddess incarnate.

With a slight nod of respect, Nyala allowed Tessa to place her hand on the wound. A soft, silvery glow emanated from Tessa's palm, and Nyala's flesh began to knit itself back together. The pain ebbed away, replaced by a warmth that felt as if the moon itself had touched her.

"You are a gift, Moon Goddess," Nyala whispered, her voice filled with reverence. Her hardened warrior's heart swelled with pride, and she felt invincible again, not just from the healing, but from standing beside the one she saw as divine.

As Tessa finished, she stood tall again, nodding to Nyala. "Let's finish this."

Up ahead, Adrian was a wall of unstoppable fury, his flames licking the air as gators attempted to cross his path. Ecdy, now standing shoulder to shoulder with him, blocked the oncoming beasts with silent determination. Though no words were spoken between them, their shared actions were enough—a silent apology, a wordless truce. Ecdy lunged with his spear, impaling a gator that got too close, while Adrian's flames erupted once more, sending more creatures into retreat.

On the sides, the Rhemonic soldiers fought bravely, their spears finding their marks as they assisted where they could, killing more gators with precision.

Despite the relentless onslaught, the balance was shifting. With Tessa's healing light, Adrian's fire, and Nyala's unrelenting courage, the gators began to hesitate. Their numbers were thinning, and their movements, once filled with predatory malice, became erratic.

But the fight wasn't over yet.

As the last of the gators fell, a new wave of growls echoed from the depths of the forest. The true terror of the Zyeck zone was still yet to come.

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Just as Tessa finished healing Nyala, something strange stirred within her. A sharp pulse ran through her veins, and for a moment, the world around her seemed to blur. The air felt thicker, as if time itself had slowed. Her breath caught in her throat as a familiar presence washed over her.

Before her, the towering figure of the moon goddess appeared once more. She wasn't real—Tessa knew that—but it felt real. The goddess's silver eyes glowed like twin stars, her ethereal form shimmering in the battle-torn forest.

"Daughter," the goddess's voice whispered, though it echoed in every corner of Tessa's mind. "You need to accept me fully, or you will never wield the full extent of my power. Without that, you will be fighting with one arm instead of two."

Tessa stood frozen, her mind spinning. She wanted to respond, to say something, but her throat felt dry, her body unresponsive. How could she accept something so vast, so ancient, without losing herself?

As her heart raced, her thoughts tangled with doubt and confusion. She felt torn—between the girl she was, the powers she was beginning to grasp, and the enormous weight of the goddess's call. Her vision began to dim, as if she was caught in a moonlit dream, everything beyond the goddess's voice fading into nothingness.

Then, a noise—a low, guttural growl—cut through her trance like a blade.

Suddenly, the battle snapped back into focus. The vision of the moon goddess flickered, leaving Tessa standing in the midst of the fight, momentarily disoriented. She blinked, struggling to shake off the remnants of the goddess's voice when she caught a glimpse of something from the corner of her eye.

A monstrous gator, its massive jaws wide open, was lunging at her with terrifying speed. Its claws were outstretched, ready to tear her apart. And in her moment of distraction, she hadn't even seen it coming.

Her heart leaped into her throat as the beast barreled toward her head. The world seemed to slow again, but this time it wasn't because of any vision. It was the slow, creeping realization that she might not survive the next few seconds.

But then, in a blur of motion, a shadow crossed her path.

"NO!" Ecdy's voice roared over the din of battle. His spear was still in his hand as he charged toward the gator, a determined fire in his eyes. There was no hesitation, no doubt in his step.

Time stopped as Tessa saw Ecdy's figure hurtling through the air, his body braced to intercept the beast's deadly attack.

The gator's massive claws glinted in the dim light, aimed straight for her head.

The tension was palpable, everyone held their breath in anticipation of what is to come and everything hung in the balance.

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