The force of the Warden's attack sent Luna skidding back, her boots scraping against the stone floor. A searing pain shot up her arm from the impact, but she gritted her teeth and pushed forward. There was no time to hesitate.
The Warden of Tenebris stood motionless for a moment, analyzing her. Its monstrous form towered over her, shoulders broad and wrapped in an aura of dark energy. The glowing veins on its obsidian skin pulsed like a beating heart, radiating raw power. Its claws, each as long as a blade, dripped with a thick, black miasma that sizzled as it hit the ground.
Luna knew this wasn't an enemy she could defeat with speed alone. Strength, magic, and strategy would all be necessary to conquer this trial.
The Warden moved first.
