Before his lips could touch hers, a whip of shadow shackled Levi – knocking him cold in a matter of seconds. The shadows hissed and whirled around Levi's unconscious state as if it was making sure that he would not pose any more 'threats' towards Crescent, who was left balder dashed by the turn of events.
From Merlin to Levi? What is wrong with people?
Cent massaged her temples as she drew a sigh. Waving her hand, she commanded the shadows to bring him back to his room. "Take him away." She turned back to the moon and sighed for the nth time of this month. "And here I thought I could enjoy this night with the moon. It truly sucks to be surrounded by centuries-old walking relics."
Crescent decided to leave the comfort of her balcony and forget the ghastly memories embedded during the night of the first day of the Tri-World Tournament.
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