The transition from joyous celebration to mortal peril occurred in the space of a single heartbeat. As ten thousand glowing lanterns ascended into the heavens, three dark silhouettes detached themselves from the timber rafters of the central brewery overlooking the plaza. They did not leap like men; they flowed down the stone facade like liquid shadows, their movements silent, unnatural, and completely devoid of human warmth. Selene’s newly awakened lunar…
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