MOON RISING; A Lycan Amulet Saga

tion, the whispering of the trees a constant reminder of the dangers that lurked within. Isolde gripp

ow as he peered into the darkness ahead. "The a

g an ethereal glow upon the ancient ruins that lay before them. As they approached the ruins, Iso

anging with each step it took. Isolde tensed, her grip tightening on her staff

k. Instead, it spoke, its voice a low, rumbli

e clearing. "But you will not find it here. It lies hidden within the

ering in her eyes. "How do we find it?" she asked, her v

prove yourselves worthy," it said, its voice ominous. "Only those who possess the str

each passing moment. She had come too far to turn back now, to let fear dictate h

ice ringing out with confidence. "Lead us to th

to follow. Isolde and Declan fell into step behind it, their hearts

sense of foreboding settle over her, a feeling that they were being

s creature?" she whispered, he

e admitted, his voice tinged with uncertainty. "But we have no choic

lve hardening as they c

t trees and the shimmering light of the moon filling her with a sense of peace. But beneath the surface, sh

ce of the forest. "The artifact lies within the heart of this clearing, bu

e prepared to face whatever challenges lay ahead. She exchan

said, her voice ringi

tle. Together, they stepped into the clearing, their senses on h

ick with the presence of the ancient spirits that guarded the artifact. She coul

e low as he scanned their surroundings f

nto the clearing. Suddenly, a shadowy figure emerged from the da

mber?" the figure growled, it

end herself against whatever creature stood before them. "We seek the artifact," she

ight. "Only the worthy may claim the artifact," it said, its voice ec

yet different somehow. Isolde blinked in disbelief