From a distance there was a woman dressed lightly under the moon. Her fingers touched each other's end to pray for the best outcome for their Priestess. This woman was none other than Luna and she was far away from the Village.
She was ordered to take charge of the Workers and the others. But she let the oldest member of the Village, Giathe the previous representative of the Werewolves. She left when they reached the bunker and was quick to find a location where she could be far enough to not create a problem for the Priestess but close enough to try and do something.
'I know it is the Priestess' orders but I would've liked it if there were more with her. They are three of the Four Guardians she chose personally but I don't think they would be enough.' Luna was worried about what would happen.
She saw the levels of the enemy and she was quick to feel her heart jump. Not only was the Priestess in danger but her sister was as well.
