The wounded man felt Jared‘s faint murderous intent and knew it was no bluff.
"Stand down!" Lunaria ordered, her voice cool as cut crystal yet carrying uncanny force.
His face shifted from green to white, agony buckling his knees, but at Lunaria's command, he threw Jared a venomous glare and lurched aside, channeling demonic aura into the wound to slow the bleeding.
Only then did Lunaria truly study Jared. Deep violet eyes, vast as a night sky, regarded him with equal wonder and gravity.
Even she had seen only a golden blur before the arm hit the ground.
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