Third Person POV
The ground split beneath Selene's feet with a violent roar, Lucian quickly pulled her towards him and everyone moved back. It was as if the earth itself had reached its breaking point, and from that came a surge of ancient power erupted upward in a blinding column of light that forced everyone present to stagger back in shock.
The sky above Moonfang turned dark,
For a brief moment, Selene thought Hectate was returning again, releasing a thunderous boom that echoed across the territory and far beyond it. Wind screamed through the backyard, tearing leaves from trees and flinging ritual remnants across the ground, while the air thickened with a pressure so immense it pressed against lungs and bones alike.
Something began to form like a Tornado. A voice thundered from it, vast and merciless, carrying the weight of something that had existed long before packs, covens, or kingdoms ever learned to name themselves.
"Selene Nightshade." The tornado voice called out.
