Everyone on the field froze as they realized there was a goddess in their midst and she was walking toward the enemy, but she looked completely human. All the glory she usually carried was gone. She appeared as any other woman, except for the compassion that filled her eyes, even as she gazed at Volcan.
“Volcan, I will stand in the place of the healers. My power is beyond anything they will ever have. My blood is yours. You need not seek to have theirs any longer.”
Volcan’s eyes widened. “You’re giving me your blood? How much?” His words were greedy, and the look in his eyes even more so.
“All of it,” the Great Luna said clearly. She turned and faced the field and then knelt. Volcan walked around her and taunted her.
“Some goddess you are. The great and powerful is now kneeling at my
