A flash of red, a sweep of light, and silver floods the night. Born of that untamed call, [Moonlit Howl] wears…
A flash of red, a sweep of light, and silver floods the night. Born of that untamed call, [Moonlit Howl] wears defiance like a blade. When the sleeves sweep wide, they cut the air like steel through open plains—vast, unyielding, and proud beneath eternity's gaze.