Kalidorn was angry now that he knew Luna was the source of all these misfortunes. He gripped at his swords and tried to attack Luna, but he could not move at all. "You wretched witch! What have you done to me?!"
Luna stood calmly a few paces away. She had discarded her mask and smirked. She looked at the pathetic Kalidorn on the ground. "Don't bother trying to move. You can't."
Kalidorn was even angrier, thinking that Luna had mocked him. "You think this will stop me? I'll—"
Luna looked at Kalidorn and silenced him. She crossed her arms and smirked. "Silence. Don't you understand, Kalidorn? This... all of this... is your doing."
Kalidorn didn't know what Luna meant. "What are you talking about, wretched bitch?"
Luna chuckled. She gestured toward the Berserk beasts in the arena and the chaos in the city. "All of this... the city... the arena are in ruins because of you."
Kalidorn trembled in anger. "What lies are you spewing now?"