The Sickened Luna's Last Chance novel Chapter 444

**The Perfect 444**

**Chapter 444**

Margaret’s face twisted into a grin once more, but there was a new layer to her expression—something dark and frenzied lurked beneath the surface. Each inch she pulled me closer to the precipice seemed to fuel her delight, her smile widening to reveal an unsettling array of half-rotten teeth, far too many for any human mouth. The edges of my vision began to blur, a creeping haze that threatened to engulf me. Below, the roar of the sea grew louder, a tumultuous symphony of chaos that echoed my rising panic.

No. This couldn’t be how it ended. I couldn’t die here, not like this. I couldn’t leave Lucien, the warmth of his smile and the strength of his presence fading from my life. I couldn’t abandon Alexander, who had become my rock in this storm of turmoil. And my mother—after finally finding her again, how could I possibly forsake her?

Thoughts of them flooded my mind—Lucien’s infectious laughter, Alexander’s strong arms wrapped around me, the fierce determination in Lilith’s eyes as she fought to reclaim Stormhollow. I recalled Liam’s unwavering friendship, Anya’s gentle kindness, and all those who had rallied around me, battling fiercely to help me reclaim my life.

And then there was the crystal shard embedded in my chest.

It pulsed with a vibrant glow, a beacon of energy that refused to dim. The Viridian Crystal—the sacred gift of the Moon Goddess, bestowed upon me to purge the world of malevolent forces.

Perhaps I couldn’t wield its power in the realm of the living, but here, in this ethereal plane, with a fragment of it nestled in my heart, I might just have a chance.

I closed my eyes, reaching deep within myself for that radiant energy. It enveloped me like a warm embrace, reminiscent of sunlight breaking through the heaviest of clouds—a stark contrast to everything Margaret embodied.

The crystal responded to my call.

A brilliant green light erupted from my chest, illuminating the darkened space around me with an intensity I had never witnessed before. Margaret shrieked in horror, stumbling backward, her hands instinctively shielding her eyes from the blinding radiance. The light scorched her, consuming the remnants of her decaying form.

“No!” she screamed, her voice laced with disbelief. “No, that’s not possible! You can’t—”

But I could.

With newfound resolve, I stood tall, the green light radiating from the crystal shard coursing through my entire being. I felt it surge within me, filling my veins with warmth and power. This was its true purpose—to cleanse the darkness, to restore the light to a world that had suffered for too long.

Margaret, desperate and furious, lunged at me once more, but I raised my hand, channeling the light. It pushed her back with an unstoppable force, sending her crashing to the ground.

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