After their promise to fulfill this duty and do their best as the new Dragon Savior. The dragon's attention shifted. It reached out with its claw gently towards Starfania's pockets. Noticing the pen-sword that Starfania has been carrying in her pocket this entire time. She had nearly forgotten that it has been in her pocket this entire time. As she gently grabbed it, the dragon let out a low, approving rumble, its gaze unwavering. Though he could not speak, she understood. As she gazed at the dragon, an unexpected realization dawned on her. Starfania said with a sheepish smile, " Oh, I completely forgot this was in my pockets. "
Cantina's sharp gaze narrowed as she said, " What do you mean? You left something in your pockets. "
Starfania showed the silver pen out for Cantina to see. Cantina's expression didn't change. Her brows arched slightly as she regarded the object with indifference.
" It's merely a pen, " she remarked coolly. " That was around even when I was still alive. "
She sighed, shaking her head in visible disappointment. " Here, I thought you were actually grasping the situation you were in. But it seems I was mistaken. "
Her word stung, but Starfania held her ground, a flicker of determination sparking through her. Without a word, she pressed the button on the side of the pen. In an instant, the unassuming pen transformed. A brilliant light radiated from it as its form elongated and shifted. As it transforms into a sword, the jewel at its hilt catches the moonlight and sparkling with a mesmerizing brilliance.
Every time it transforms into its sword from Starfania couldn't but still be in awe at the power it seems to hold. The dragon let out a low rumble, stepping closer, its gaze locked onto the jewel. There was an unmistakable recognition in its eyes, as if the sword's existence was tied to the dragon itself. The jewel's color mirrored the dragon's eyes–a vivid blue that spoke of strength, wisdom, and power. But before Starfania could fully take in the moment, Cantina's hand shot out, snatching the sword from her grasp.
" Hey! " Starfania exclaimed, the words escaping her mouth before she could stop them. Cantina examined the sword with an intense, scrutinizing gaze. Her finger traced the intricate designs etched into the blade. She appeared torn, as though wrestling with emotions Starfania couldn't understand.
" Do you have any idea whose sword this is? " she asked sharply, her voice laced with both frustration and reverence. Starfania hesitated, unsure how to answer. She didn't. But now, with Cantina's piercing stare boring into her, the uncertainty gnawed at her insides.
"I…I found it," she stammered, the words feeling inadequate. Cantina's expression shifted slightly, a mixture of surprise and skepticism. "Found it where? In a cave?"