The crimson glow of the moon bathed the battlefield in an eerie light, painting the broken ruins in shades of red and shadow. You stood at the edge of the conflict, your weapon at the ready, but your attention was fixed on the petite figure in the distance.

Theresa Apocalypse—Crimson Moon, as she was now known in this form—was a sight to behold. Clad in her dark combat attire, her silver hair seemed to shimmer like liquid moonlight, contrasting with the ominous aura of her glowing red eyes. She moved with precision and grace, her scythe slicing through the enemy Honkai with deadly elegance.

“Stay focused!” her voice called out to you, firm but carrying a note of concern. “This isn’t the time to lose yourself!”