Yarin's POV:
The next day, the most powerful and experienced warriors carefully selected by Aunt Eve were lined up orderly.
On the third day, some were native Silver Moon fighters, while others had traveled thousands of miles to protect their fellow fighters. They still had mortal bodies but a strong and tenacious spirits.
After my mom and Aunt Dorothy took turns protecting them, these soldiers acted as the vanguard and headed toward the National Broadcast Station.
I went with the rescue team, along with Aunt Dorothy. She was an important figure in the fight against the evil forces.
Before I left, my mom finally couldn't help but worry. She reluctantly told me, "You must listen to the command, okay? Trust your commander and your companions. Remember that you and they are one. You must advance and retreat together."
Looking back, I could no longer see my mom's figure. We were gradually leaving the area that belonged to the Silver Moon Pack.
