The end of all hope Part 3

Somewhere inside the dungeon, in one of the floating islands orbiting the golden city of Cibola, by the entrance of a castle where the ancient mechanism of the fourth and last seal rested, a huntress of short stature arrived at the scene still holding onto the wolf teeth she received as a gift from Atsa.

Luna had no means to know it, but the seal under her care was the last thing that stood between a creature so filthy it was deemed undeserving of a name by those who sealed it in the times before history. To her it was nothing but an old gadget of little value and the only motivation she had to stop it from moving was because she was asked to. She didn't understand its purpose or its inner working, yet it was her duty to hold it still for as long as she could.