Luna's aura spread across the room as the others could sense her simmering rage, the usual smiles replaced by a stern expression, "If that club is indeed the root… I'll tear the rot out myself."
She said, turning to Elara and Albedo, "Let's go,"
Albedo just nodded, ready but Elara blinked, a bit startled, "Huh? Me?"
"You're living proof of their corruption," Luna replied flatly, "If we find survivors, or traitors, your testimony will strip them of excuses." Her gaze softened, barely perceptible,
Elara pressed her lips together, hesitated, then gave a firm nod. Once she saw that, Luna raised her hand
Luna's expression flickered with approval. She raised a hand, dark glyphs blooming like black fire around her palm. "Then let us waste no more time."
