"Zora..."
A flash of vicious resolve burned in Luna's eyes.
Since Zora had chosen to watch her humiliation from above, she would drag her down into hell with her.
If she was going to fall, then her dear sister would pay the price with her...
"Master, Luna has noticed you," Black warned.
Zora smiled faintly, unhurried and calm. "Good. It's time."
That was exactly why she had made no effort to hide on the treetops. Discovery meant nothing to her.
Below, Luna staggered closer, still fending off the Gale Wolf as she forced the battlefield toward Zora's position. Blood soaked her dress, but excitement mixed with rage gleamed fiercely in her eyes.
"Zora!" she shouted hoarsely. "Are you a coward? If you have the guts, come down from that tree!"
Prince Philip finally noticed her position, shock flickering across his pale face. He hadn't realized when she had arrived there.
Zora's lips curved in mockery. "Why should I come down? I'm not a reckless fool like you."
