Luna wrapped herself in the Invisibility Cloak, hiding in the bushes. The screeches of the Fire Phoenix and the roars of dragons grew closer, making her heart pound wildly with nerves.
Thankfully, she had the Invisibility Cloak. If she got caught, who knew how terrible her fate might be?
"You wretched female, come out! You can't escape!"
Celestia Fawkes's voice was sharp and angry, piercing through the forest, "That's Corvus's scale and his scent; I recognized it instantly."
"Not coming out? Fine, very well..."
Celestia's face twisted with jealousy, and she said coldly, "Hera Fawkes, burn this entire forest down for me. How dare they touch my fiancé—"
Before she could finish, she was suddenly stopped by an elder from the Torch Dragon clan.
"Miss Fawkes, watch your words."
The Dragon Clan elite surveyed her coldly, "The Young Master has never acknowledged this engagement."
