It was but a mere feeling…fleeting, but also lasting.
'What was that just now?' She asked herself. 'An attack? But that can't be. There's five of us here, how can it pass through our defenses?'
'And I'm not hurt...' She told herself, 'In fact, I don't think it has any bad intentions. But what was that?'
"Luna, you good? Is there something wrong?" Ellen asked, seeing her friend's unnatural expression.
She shook her head and replied: "No, it's nothing. It's must've been my imagination."
Ellen's gaze lingered at her for quite sometime, she wanted to ask more but it seems that Luna didn't want to tell so it's best to not push it. She figured that whatever caused her to be like that must not have anything to do with the mission.