Luna froze in an instant. She didn't know whether Mael Valerius was telling the truth or not, but she understood that it was indeed inappropriate for her to rush over.
With so many Fox Clan juniors and elders around, if she dashed directly onto the altar, who knows what others would think.
It was just a case of losing her head out of concern just now.
Although she didn't rush forward again,
her gaze was still fixed tightly on Kian Sterling, who was enduring the Heavenly Tribulation on the altar. Seeing him forced to the ground by lightning again and again, her heart tightened painfully, her fingers clenched so hard that her knuckles turned white.
On the altar, Kian Sterling's blood-stained fox paw dug into the cracks of the altar, silver arcs of electricity drilled straight from his severed tail into his marrow.
The searing pain left him trembling all over, nearly crying out despite himself, but he stubbornly held back the sound.
