Stargazer (III)

I shuddered. Hearing an ominous prophecy wasn't something I wanted to hear, and I knew instantly that it wasn't a good sign. There were many Demon Lords both here and on Earth, but I had a feeling that it was going to be from this world. The only one who I knew who was a Demon Lord was Phil.

"So, how were you sure it's me that would lead them?" I asked. He could've just interrupted the way he wanted to make it sound like me.

Orska laughed, "You, the guardian dragon, who holds and grants the power to fight on equal terms with the legendary creatures? Do you think I wouldn't know?"

I was lost and wasn't quite sure what to say.

"I am the stargazer, who glimpses through the past, present, and the future. I have seen your power, dragon. Your weapons that you have guarded secretly is the key to all of our salvation, but…" Orska's voice went low. "The power that resides in the weapons also connects with you. If you die, young dragon, the world is doomed."

I was taken aback by the sudden seriousness of his voice and the hefty responsibility of the legendary weapon itself. "Wait, what do you mean it's connected to me?"

"Did you not know?" Orska asked, raising up his eyebrow as he leaned forward. He was caught off guard that I didn't know such important information. Everybody who was eating was silent as they listened closely to what he had to say. "The dragon maiden is the power source for all the legendary weapon's power. The weapon itself is just a mediator between you and the bestower. That is how the goddess of light had helped control your power, so it doesn't destroy this world."

I twitched. Something so powerful was residing in me. It made me feel stupid that I didn't know much about my body. I knew I was growing stronger and stronger these past years, and my control was becoming sharper. Other than that, I didn't know, I personally powered all seven weapons.

What was more surprising was that the goddess used the weapons to help cap my powers. Did she worry that I would destroy the world, or was it because the dragon's power was so uncontrollable that it could do more harm? I wasn't sure, but that was something that I wouldn't mind asking.

"I knew our young mistress was powerful." Tart huffed proudly, sticking up his nose as if he was the strong one.

"She has always been," Moca replied, he was also pleased.

Both of them were making me very embarrassed. I wasn't sure if I was even blushing, but that was what it felt like.

Styrd, on the other hand, dropped the fork that he was using and stared at me as if I was some kind of god. Orska, on the other hand, was minding his own business as if the information that he said was not a big deal and continued eating.

A large roasted chicken, the size of Moca himself, was brought before me. I sniffed at it. It definitely had different spices to it, making my stomach grumble. It seemed all I have been doing the past few days was eat and fly, but that didn't stop me from taking a bite. The delicious taste of spice exploded in my mouth.

I hacked, surprised that there could be something so spicy. It reminded me of the spicy Mexican soups that they have that would literally burn your mouth and leave it puffy for hours. Already, I could feel my lips burning hot, and my tongue tingling. The thought of continually eating this spicy chicken was something that I wasn't sure I wanted to continue, but I took another bite to make sure that the spice wasn't the only thing I tasted.

Right after the burning sensation, I tasted a sweet honey-like flavor. It was crisp and delicious, making me think twice about dropping the food and not eating it. Hungrily, I devoured the meat in front of me, leaving only bones.

"Quite, unladylike as always." A familiar voice spoke out towards me, bringing up my head towards the sound. "I'm glad in that five years you haven't changed."

I noticed Phil, he was standing up on the stairs with his brow raised up, looking towards me with a partial smile. His whole attire and demeanor changed from the last time I remembered. He was a lot more confident that the way he held himself made me wonder if he was a prince for a split moment. The kingly air around him didn't disperse at all and instead amplified his looks.

The clothes he wore were more of light armor with a tuft of fur around the neck. Even still, he would wear clothes that conformed well to his body, showing off his muscles. His hair was quite long, making me want to go over and cut it myself. Honestly, he didn't look half bad with long hair. He fit in with all the other stereotypical elves without much trouble.

"Phil." A sweet, bell-like voice spoke out towards him. She stepped out from behind, and I let out a low hiss. "What are you standing there for?" She asked.

"Cathy, meet Berry," Phil spoke, motioning towards me.

Cathy was a gorgeous red hair beauty. The number of curves she had was quite eye-catching, making me realize that even from far away, one could tell it was her. She had seductive but straightforward clothes that fit perfectly along her hourglass figure. It reminded me of a dress, but it wasn't. She still had puffy pants that covered up her legs as she wore a sandal. Her red hair was up in a ponytail with small wings for her ears.

Instantly, I could tell that she was a Divine. No human, elves, or any other races could compare to a Divine's beauty and the tuft of feathers on her ears. Both of them looked like a picturesque painting just standing there side-by-side. If I didn't know any better, they looked like a couple. The way she snuck her hand around his arm, while Phil didn't even stop her.

"Berry?" Cathy examined me for a moment, then a glistening smile that would make anyone swoon was shown towards me. "The White Dragon?! I can't believe this!" She stated excitedly, letting go as she rushed over towards me.

Cathy gazed upwards, taking a closer inspection. She then spun around me to get a good look. "I have never seen a dragon before, but this is amazing!" With an excited reply, her hands reached up towards me to touch my side.

Without realizing it, I snapped towards her and gave her a low, threatening growl. A puff of smoke escaped my nose, smashing into her. "Don't touch," I replied in a soft, threatening growl.

Cathy pulled back in surprise, but even still, she wasn't afraid. Instead, she enjoyed the view without touching and went around me a couple more times. Eventually, she ended up back on Phil's arm with a happy expression.

I then slowly turned towards Phil, eyeing him with discontent. "Who?"

"She's the head of the Leaf's family line."

I thought it over and realized where I heard that last name.

"Yep," nodded her head ferociously, almost to the point where I thought her head would fall off.

"I just was appointed the family head two months ago, and Phil here is my bodyguard." For some reason, Kathy was crushing herself onto Phil like he was glue.

"Wait, so you guys aren't married?" I asked, confused.

"Married?" Phil asked as if he heard something strange. "Who said that?"

For some reason, when Phil confirmed that he wasn't, I felt a huge relief. Then it dawned on me that the culprit that possibly started the rumor was Orska himself. When I turned towards him, Orska shrugged his shoulder as if he said nothing wrong.

"Orska." Phil sighed. "Why did you say that? You know it's not true."

Orska snorted as if Phil said something absolutely stupid. "It was the fastest way to bring the Dragon Maiden." He stated it as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"I don't think that was necessary."

"What are you talking about?" Orska was getting a bit annoyed. "These are the people that we are talking about! When I heard that the Dragon Maiden had used up her power for her people, and went into slumber, that same month the Titan had appeared!"

"Yes, but the Titan didn't move until this past month," Phil replied, he was getting quite annoyed at what he was saying.

"Exactly, that is why this is imperative that she is here." Orska started with a harumph.

"But we don't have a Titan who can wield the Legendary weapon yet." Phil folded his arm in front of him. "She doesn't just fork them over as if there is some kind of money exchange, the weapon chooses Orska."

"Young pup, don't you think I already know this?" Orska was getting annoyed at Phil's answer.

"I have taken a glimpse into the future, and all of them don't bode too well with our kind. Without her bringing him here, he would've never been allowed here!" He pointed towards Styrd, who was quietly eating.