For the umpteenth time, Kael's body crashed onto the wet, slippery ground of Moon Hill. He had lost count of how many times he’d slipped, but Kael wouldn’t give up.

He was a mess—dirty, with cuts all over his arms and legs, and his breathing was ragged. But that didn’t stop Kael. He got back up and continued climbing the hill.

He had only a quarter of the way left to go, and he finally managed to conquer it.

“YOU DAMN MOON GODDESS! SHOW YOURSELF! GIVE ME BACK MY EIRA!” Kael shouted upon reaching the top of the hill.

His sobs sounded so heart-wrenching, as if he had just lost...