Under the metallic, shining moonlight, which appeared like a polished shield hung in the sky,
Intertwined flashes of hatred and fear were reflected in Princess Monali's eyes.
Her breath was ragged, her chest heaving violently, as she whispered in a voice barely audible:
"That shackle… it won't stop him for long."
Beside her, Suman stood frozen like a dry tree trunk.
He was but a simple woodcutter… but his blood was the blood of the Forgotten Moon people.
Only once or twice in his life had he heard of that entity.
The monster with which mothers frighten their children at night.
The name that legends sing of and boast of claiming to face.
The mad dream that youths pursue, only to be buried with them.
The Nightmare of the Forgotten Moon.
But its true name…
"Radian… the Life-Sucking Tentacles."
Suman whispered, his voice trembling involuntarily, his eyes fixed on the massive shadow before him.
And for the first time… he saw the tentacles.
