Everything was suddenly bathed in white.
A loud and piercing ring screamed in Luna's ears, drowning out everything else.
The man's grip on her throat vanished and she fell, hitting the hard and glassy ground with a thud. The pain barely registered.
She couldn't see. She couldn't hear. Her head spun and a wave of sickness washed over her as she tried to scramble away, but she had completely lost her sense of direction.
It was the same for the man in the silver armor. The sudden flash and intense sound had made him release his grip on Luna. He had been taken off guard.
Another soft clink sounded nearby but it was lost in the high-pitched ringing buzzing in his ears.
Suddenly a thick and choking smoke began to fill the air. It wasn't like the smoke from a fire and was rather heavy and gray and it didn't rise.
