Fics like To Walk These Crooked Streets

"Girls, the Saja Boys are fighting. You're on!" This was it. Jinu had done his part. Now Huntr/x just had to turn the Honmoon gold. Rumi poured her heart and soul into the performance, and as the final note of Golden rang out, the crowd roared. Gold shot out across the Honmoon, sealing away the threat of demons for good. Rumi had never been happier, but she was getting choked up thinking of how she could finally cast off the burden she'd carried for years. All she could do was throw her arms around her girls and try not to cry. Then, the stage lights went out. "What's going on?" Zoey asked. "Where's the announcer?" Mira wondered. Then, "Rumi, are those—" Rumi turned to Zoey, confused. Behind her, Mira shifted. "Why do you have patterns?" Rumi reeled back. "What?" she breathed. Her patterns were illuminated in a mix of agitated magenta with gold creeping in. "No. They were supposed to be gone! Why are—" Rumi staggered as sharp tug forced her down to one knee. "What's happeni—" Before she could finish the thought, she yelped as she was dragged down into the dark. Or, Huntr/x seals the Honmoon and all that ensues.

Fics like To Walk These Crooked Streets

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