Mirael and I stood among the few Felyr who had been selected by the Blue Moon, the eerie light bathing us in a cold glow.
Before the ritual could begin, Kael stepped forward. He stood tall before the First Fang, his presence like a wall of iron. "First Fang," he spoke, his voice grounding and firm. "I wish to accompany my lady during her Blue Moon Trial. I give my word that I will not aid her in completing the trial itself, but I seek your permission to remain by her side for her safety."
The First Fang's eyes narrowed into thin slits, her tail sweeping across the ground with a rhythmic, dangerous grace. "I understand your concern, Loyal Blade," she replied, her voice smooth but unyielding.
