The Moon Goddess' Chosen

514 An Odd Power

Dexter was relieved to see Katie but also surprised as well. Yes, the former head hunter was someone respected and loved by everyone in Brigaida. It’s where she’d grown up but her life had long since changed.

If there was ever a time when Dexter considered himself lucky, this was one of those times. Everyone knew the story of the Lost Luna. She

How then was she here, saving him of all people? It’s not like he wasn’t grateful… but then, he could think of several other places that the royal could be other than here.

Refusing to dwell on the details, the delta chose to feel glad he was alright and that Katie had saved him.

“What brings you here, Katie? Some unrequited love you’d like to confess to?” Dexter rumbled through the mind link, allowing his exhaustion to seep through the mind link unrestrained.

Katie chuckled lightly, “I see nearly dying didn’t take away your sense of humour.”

The princess was walking from one unconscious wolf to another, placing her hand on their foreheads. Dexter got the feeling she was attempting to take them through Prometheus evaluations, which also brought more questions.

Prometheus evaluations could only be given to people that had submitted and were willing to switch back to the side of the empires.

“This… No, they needed more numbers to take me down. I was just about to give them hell when you arrived. These scratches are nothing,” Dexter joked, wincing as he lifted himself up on his feet.

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“You shouldn’t try to stand up just yet. You took quite the… umm, biting,” Katie fully turned to his struggling form, her eyebrows furrowed in concern. Her new look was so foreign that it took Dexter’s jokes out of him.

White hair with bright blue eyes… The clothes she was wearing seemed spun from the petals of moon lotuses interweaved with the finest silk, giving her an ethereal look of majestic grandeur.

Her presence was much more powerful than it had been years ago… and for some reason, it was warmer. Before, she was a powerful hunter that could knock the lights out of him the moment he strayed…

But now, it felt like this new version of her could take a joke or two and still retain the power to put him to the ground should he go astray. Her power had far surpassed his now. After all, she’d just taken down three of the hostile wolves without breaking a sweat… and made them look like pups through it all.

“I… I’m fine. Don’t worry about me,” Dexter shrugged off her concerns, suddenly feeling his limbs get even heavier. The delta shook off the feeling of uselessness as best as he could and limped over to the Luna.

Katie was now tending to another of the wolves she’d knocked out. She placed her hand on the wolf’s forehead and a moment later, a glowing blue symbol of a howling wolf enclosed in a blue circle that reminded Dexter of a lunar eclipse appeared in the wolf’s fur.

“Don’t they have to submit to you before you do that?” Dexter asked, confused.

“Normally,” Katie replied, making her way to the other.

She’d finished doing this to the rest of the unconscious wolves. Standing beside the last one was a bestial woman dressed in brown furs with a sledgehammer attached to a harness that held it firmly along her back.

“My Lady, we do not have time to linger,” the woman spoke in a respectful tone that betrayed her brutish body structure.

“I know, I know, Brunhilde. I just need to talk to Dexter really quickly before we get going,” Katie waved her hand at the female hunter, “Go on ahead. I’ll come after you. You can ask the Hunter’s Agency for a vehicle while you’re at it. Fill the tank too.”

Brunhilde grimaced at the mountain of commands that came her way before giving a slight bow. The warrior was gone without another word, leaving the battered delta in the presence of Katie Sirius.

‘Still orders her subordinates around, huh? I guess she was always a royal from the start,’ Dexter thought to himself, remembering her disciple, ‘Speaking of subordinates, I wonder where Sandra is.’

“Katie, is that really you?” a feminine voice cut through the silence and wiped the question from Dexter’s mind.

Katie looked up and furrowed her brows in confusion. Standing before her, not far from them was a woman dressed in white medical garments. Katie’s memory strained in search of a name, longer than she would have liked.

“Nurse… Tilda?” she asked.

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah, just having trouble gathering my memories,” Katie shrugged, “You should come here as well. Just in case this big oaf dies before delivering my message.”

“Message? And I’m not dying any time soon.”

“Yes, Dexter. I have a lot I want you to tell my parents and the hunters of Brigadia. I can’t be here for long,” Katie replied, “Now, to my…”

“No, I won’t. You should tell them yourself. They haven’t seen you in years and you come here just to tell me that you’re leaving. Don’t you think they deserve to see you first?” Dexter argued, his anger getting the better of him.

Katie, however, wasn’t shaken by the delta’s sudden outburst. Instead, a tear rolled down her cheek, “Don’t you think I know that? Look around you, Dexter. Don’t you hear it, Dexter?”

Dexter took that chance to scan his surroundings. The civilians they’d been trying to protect were long gone and seven grey wolves were lying on the ground, unconscious with blue ethereal marks on their foreheads.

Three other wolves lay on the ground, however. The two pack warriors along with a sandy brown slender female had tried to protect him. Now that he looked at them, he couldn’t help the feeling of dread that filled his mind.

And what had Katie meant by ‘hear it’? Dexter gritted his teeth and swayed a bit, his feeling of dread doubled as he came to a melancholic realisation.