Author's Note: Time . . . for . . . BATTLE! Oh Makarov . . . whelp, he asked for it . . . in more then one way but damn! Guy needs to learn to cut his loses. Don't worry, you'll see what I mean. I hope that everyone enjoys this chapter! As always, any feedback openly welcomed!
Another word: Thank you to those who have reviewed! This goes directly to one Fairy-Fan, a guest who I could not directly thank. Thank you and I hope you continue to love Diana!
Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail
'Oh dear,' Mira thought with a sigh. She was now standing at the overhang of one of the small cliffs on the island, overlooking a large and open span of terrain where Diana and Makarov stood facing each other. It had been a quick trip, simply exciting the passage and moving further towards the shore line. The more or less clear grounds were large enough for several wizards to fight in open melee and the open shore to one side allowed for unrestrained attacks.
Makarov and Diana stood apart, nearly 20 meters between them. Diana hadn't looked very excited about the challenge initially but now she stood with confident smile, her eyes practically shinning as she waited for Makarov's instructions. Makarov on his end looked excited as well, his grin still plastered to his face as he looked at the dragoness, wanting to see how much she'd grown.
Even at the slight distance, Mira could more or less pick up their voices since neither was using an inside voice.
"Alright yah brat," Makarov started, his chest pumped out proudly. "Let's see if you really are all bark and no bite."
"Careful there gramps," Diana called back with a good old smirk. "Wouldn't want you throwing out your back."
"Hah!" Makarov returned as magical energy started to coat his frame. They watched as his form swelled, his eyes beginning to glow white as his head rose high up.
Makarov finally stopped when he towered over the trees and cliffs, at the same size he'd been when Acnologia attacked. The magical pressure coming off him was immense, testifying to his past rank as a Wizard Saint and Fairy Tail's guild master. Diana on her end didn't even seem fazed at the behemoth before her, her smirk still present.
"Now before we begin," Makarov's voice boomed as he looked down at her. "For this battle, you cannot use magic."
"What!?" Mira and Diana called at the same time but it was too late.
Like a fallen pillar from the heavens, Makarov's fist slammed down on top of Diana, the ground shaking with the impact.
"Master!" Mira shouted in horror. 'He didn't even give her a warning!'
She was about to scream that he'd taken it too far but then Diana's voice called out. "That's mean master!"
Mira then noticed that Diana was now standing several meters behind Makarov's massive form, her hands resting on her hips as she pouted up at him. 'When the hell did she move!? I couldn't even track her!' Mira watched as Makarov reared up again, his face pulled into an unsurprised smirk.
"Figures you dodge that, you little weasel," he teased as he balled his fists.
"You've gotten slow," Diana chimed back as her hands dropped from her hips to her sides, her face contorted into a grin that flashed her fangs and … pointed teeth?
Mira didn't have time to even wonder about that as Diana initiated this time, her body barely a blur as she rushed Makarov. She ran around to get behind him before kicking off the ground and heading straight for his head. He seemed to predict it, his torso swiveling as he swatted her out of the air, turning her into a falling meteor. She hit the ground with an echoing crash, forming a sizable crater as she shook herself off and got moving again.
She ran circles between his legs before she appeared behind his right leg, kicking the back of if forcing Makarov to one knee. As he struggle to regain his footing Diana rushed to his front before leaping at Makarov again, her fist reared back. Mira was almost sure she had him before he suddenly brought his hands together and clapped them around Diana with enough force to cause a pressure wave around him, hiding her body in-between his palms.
"Gotcha," Makarov chanted as he got back up to his feet, his prize still sealed within his hands.
'What can she do now?' Mira wondered as she looked at Makarov's hands, only for her eyes to widen as she stared in a mix of awe and shock. Slowly and steadily, Makarov's hands started to part until Diana appeared, her arms spread apart as they pushed his hands away.
"Pulling out all the stops huh?" she muttered as she fixed him with a sly smile, her arms barely even shaking from the strain even as Makarov's face started to redden from the pressure. 'No way . . . she's about even with Makarov in strength even when he's a giant!?' Mira wondered as the duo continued their bout.
Suddenly Diana took a deep breath before grunting as she forced Makarov's hands to fully open, the shock making him reel back slightly. With nothing holding her up Diana plummeted back to the earth before landing neatly and jumping back as Makarov tried to flatten her underfoot. She moved nimbly in-between his stomps, her gaze locked on his towering form as she searched for an opening.
Finding none Diana retreated some meters back, her eyes quickly scanning around before they stopped on a large boulder off to her right. She rushed to it before hooking on to it with her left hand, her fingers digging into the solid rock like wet sand, before she lifted the hulking thing out of the ground and held it above her head. 'What!? But that thing has to weigh several tons!' Mira thought as she watched the dragoness wheel around towards Makarov before throwing the boulder like an oversized softball.
Makarov saw it coming but just barely managed to punch it away before it could hit his face.
"Oo`h, ah-ah," he whined as he wiggle his fingers. "Little brat."
"Old fart," Diana muttered back as she charged yet again.
Mira watched in amazement as the duo went back in forth, Diana keeping a breakneck pace as she weaved in and out of Makarov's attacks, sometimes taking them head on. Just watching the power she was displaying, even without any magic for assistance, Mira had no lingering doubts about Diana being a dragon. Her strength and resilience was beyond anything human and for once, Mira truly could see how Diana was a legitimate threat to Acnologia.
She wasn't there yet if Mira went by what she'd felt back in Astera's grave, but it would only be a matter of time. Mira knew that Diana would do everything in her power to rid the world of the curse that is Acnologia and if she could do anything about it, Mira would be there at her side to support her.
Mira continued to watch as the combatants kept going at it, neither willing to give an inch. At lasted for nearly 30 minutes before Makarov raised his hand to stop, a good coat of sweat and a bruise or 2 covering his body. Diana for her part looked largely unharmed aside from a small trickle of blood along her mouth, mostly likely from a busted lip, a cut along her left eyebrow, a multitude of scratches, and dirt caking her dark jeans and jacket.
"You … little … runt," Makarov panted with a big grin, his eyes shining with pride at the dragoness.
"You still got some kick … gramps," Diana replied with a grin too, her breathing already back to normal.
"Ha! And don't you forget it!" Makarov returned as he started to shrink to his usual size.
As the 2 neared Mira hopped off her perch on the ledge, landing in a neat crouch, before walking towards the mages, a smile adorning her face. Once standing next to them Makarov cleared his throat.
"Well, it seems that you've surpassed expectations," Makarov praised making Diana give a shy smile with a blush. "However, we are not done."
"What?" Mira and Diana asked in unison, both staring at Makarov.
"You were excellent fighting on your feet without having magic as a drawback but against an opponent you know," Makarov explained as a large grin appeared on his face. "Now I want to see you against an unknown opponent and using your vector magic."
"But who?" Diana asked.
Makarov answered by looking at Mira, her eyes widening as she got his intent. "But master, are you sure? Maybe Gildarts or Laxus would be a better match up, I mean, I couldn't even keep up from just watching."
"You'll be fine, you have more combat experience," Makarov said as he turned and started to walk away. "And you'll be using that."
'He can't be serious! I mean, sure she may not be the most powerful but she's a purely offensive soul. All aggression, attack, and … speed …'
Mira turned to look at Diana, her face looking as unsure about this as Mira felt. After watching all that, Mira didn't have any worries about actually harming her, she was more worried about getting too caught up in that transformation. If she used it, it would be highly likely that she would be unable to stop until she was defeated . . . or she won.
"Don't worry Mira," Diana said with a knowing smile. "I trust you'll do fine."
"Are you sure?" Mira asked. It would be Diana dealing with the problem if she lost control after all.
"Mhm," she sounded back with a nod.
"Ok…" Mira mumbled as she closed her eyes, focusing on her mana as she searched within herself for that locked soul. It took a moment but she found it, the concentration of boiling anger and the desire to rampage already making her internally wince as she drew on that power. She felt her power surge around her, the demon's mana pulsing around her frame as she activated her magic.
"Satan Soul: Halphas"
As the words left her mouth, the power spiked around her, the very ground at her feet beginning to fracture with the sheer force of her magic. She felt her appearance change beginning with her clothes, her light purple, barmaid's dress swapping out for a blue stripped leotard that should her midriff. Next came some form of clothed spikes in the same color as the leotard, enveloping her shoulder with a high collar around her neck. Then light blue scales began to form along her cheeks and towards her ears before forming horns curved up.
Next came the strange wings formed of feather like constructs, all light blue as well while the feathers turned up rather than down. Then everything from her elbows down and her thighs were covered in similar scales, giving her appendages a glossy sheen that ended in claws or talons. Lastly a large reptilian tail formed of the same slick scales to complete her transformation.
There she stood in her forbidden form, Halphas, a demon of destruction and rage. As she opened her eyes she could feel the rage churn inside, the desire to attack and level the land being nearly overpowering. She then looked to Diana, half expecting her to be frightened from the demon that none aside from Makarov had ever seen but was surprised to see something akin to admiration in her eyes.
She didn't shake or fidget around as she took in Mira's form, she simply looked on, an excited smile forming as she clenched her fists in anticipation. 'I guess even she knows when to enjoy a fight,' Mira thought as she waited for Makarov to call the beginning of the match.
Diana glanced over to him as he shouted 'Begin!' but that was her mistake.
In her moment of unawareness, Mira surged forward with a fist flying to Diana's gut. She struck with bone shattering force, the very air being pushed away as the pressure recoiled around them. Mira couldn't help but smirk at Diana's face only to then see her return her own smirk. Mira felt something tighten along her fist, her glance dropping down to see that Diana had in fact, caught her fist before it could hit.
'When did she …' She didn't have the chance to wonder as Diana spun on her heel while pulling Mira's arm around and slamming her into the ground before tossing her to the side with strength unlike anything Mira had faced before. She tumbled along the ground for several seconds before digging her heels into the ground and finally pulling to a stop. She glared at Diana as she scanned for any openings only to see Diana reach out to her with a hand. Before she could even ask what she was doing Diana clenched her hand as she violently pulled back.
With barely half a second's delay, Mira felt a powerful tug pull her straight off her feet and towards Diana. 'Damn! I forgot about vector,' she thought as she flapped her wings to rise out of Diana's control area. It worked, the pull suddenly stopping but it did nothing to stop Diana from appearing beside her before she could even register and nail her in the side with a kick that knocked all the air out of her. She hit the ground with a resounding boom, the earth crumpling around her as she quickly got back on her feet, her eyes nailed to Diana.
'Ok, she's even stronger than I thought and her speed is more or less even with Halphas so all I need to do is keep an eye out for any signs of vector,' Mira planned as she rose higher into the sky where she had an advantage. As she looked down at Diana she noticed that her right eye had changed again to the sapphire coloration, both her pupils now narrowed slits, and her pointed teeth on display with a cheeky smile. Altogether it made her look almost feral, a dangerous and powerful air around her but even then, Mira still found her shockingly beautiful.
"You sure are having fun," Mira called in an almost teasing fashion.
"And you aren't," Diana retorted. "It's been ages since I can fight someone being this free," she continued with a gesture towards her own eyes and fangs. "Well almost …"
"Then show me," Mira returned. "Don't fight me as Diana, the human mage. Fight as Diana, the dragoness and daughter of Astera."
Diana looked at her with wide eyes for a moment, apparently surprised by Mira's invitation. Then her smile grew even more as the same obsidian and sapphire flames billowed around her skin, this time a small and controlled swirl unlike back at the grave. It only lasted for a few seconds before dying away to reveal a new Diana.
The skin of her hands had darkened to look as glossy as her hair, her nails forming into silvery claws. The skin to the side of her eyes and her cheeks also changed to a pattern of small obsidian scales that traced back into her hair. Then, just a little above and in front of her ears she now had 2 small dark blue horns that smoothly curved back and up with black tips, the size being little more than a few inches. Lastly she had a tail measuring around 4 feet, the very base slightly pushing down the back of her jeans. The appendage was covered in overlapping, plate like scales as dark as her hair with dark blue markings running the length, the end being a classic spaded shape.
Mira was at a loss for words, never before expecting Diana to look like this. She remembered one description she'd heard of Natsu when he'd activated Dragon Force, how the magical power that radiated off him was almost indescribable. Looking at Diana now, she couldn't help but agree with observation but unlike the slayers, this was Diana's natural state.
"Diana," she called, a question burning at the front of her mind. "If you aren't a Dragon Slayer, then what are you?"
Diana seemed to ponder the question for a moment, her clawed finger tapping her chin before she looked back to Mira. "If slayers are artificial dragons used to kill other dragons, then I guess that makes me a champion for dragons since I was born to continue the race. I've never really given it much thought but you could say I'm something new … a Dragon Knight."
Mira smiled as she looked at the dragoness, finding the name fitting perfectly. 'A knight that shines in her own armor . . . yes, that suites you wonderfully.' Mira nodded once again before raising her fists, her passion to fight burning like it hadn't in years.
"Alright then, face me … Dragon Knight Diana," she called, her eyes never leaving Diana's.
Diana beamed at her, her fists raised as well. "Bring it, Demon Mirajane …"
The duo rushed at each other, their right fists colliding as the very earth around them shattered apart in a great boom, the smiles never leaving their faces …
"I still think you were holding back."
"Nah-uh," Diana defended while crossing her arms in a childish manner. "I was using my real strength."
"Maybe but you certainly didn't use vector to the fullest," Mira continued as she poked Diana's cheek.
"You're just grumpy that I won," Diana retorted while a sly smile. "All 3 times."
Mira gave her a pout at that, knowing that a little of her pride was scratched after their numerous battles. Satan Soul, both the original and twice using Halphas, hadn't been able to stand against the dragon knight, her own natural strength and speed outclassing the demons decisively. Mira had also noticed that most of her magic was unable to affect Diana's draconic body aside from physical impacts.
'So only specialized physical attacks and slayer magic can harm her,' Mira wondered as the pair walked behind Makarov on their way back to the guild hall.
She guessed that the physical vulnerability was due to having human heritage, though that didn't make her any weaker. During the second bout using her original transformation, Mira had noticed that punching Diana was like hitting solid steel. It was only after having managed to toss Diana over her shoulder once that she realized Diana was actually heavier then she looked, having muscles and bones denser than humans but still falling short of a pure dragon body.
Along with those observations Mira noticed that Diana only used vector at a distance and in a wide spread area. Either to pull Mira in or, as she learned the hard way, punch her at distance like a pressurized cannon but never when she made direct contact. The fact that she never narrowed the vector zone also became apparent when Mira studied the remains of their second battle. On the attacks that left clear marks against the ground or rocks around them, Mira could easily see the circled outline of the vector zone on impact, along with a Mira shaped indention in the middle…
As she looked to her side at the dragoness, Mira couldn't help but wonder why was it that she restrained herself so much. It was obvious that vector was practically second nature to her and she'd shown that she can create small and focused vector areas along with proper levels of force, so why not use smaller but stronger vectors? Mira was sure that if Diana created a vector with the force of a large area but reduced the area from about 4 foot radius to maybe, 1 foot, it would act as a multiplier to the damage delivered like a ballpoint hammer versus a regular, larger flathead hammer.
"Mira?" Diana asked with a concerned look.
"Huh?" she replied, not having realized how carried away she'd gotten with her thoughts.
"You ok?" Diana asked as she glanced over her. "Didn't hit you too hard did I?"
"Oh please," she jested back. "You pack a punch but trust me, I can take it," she replied with a grin.
"Then why were you so spaced out?" Diana persisted.
Mira didn't want to admit she'd been thinking about vector and how Diana held back. She could see it had been enough with the girl just showing herself for what she was. She would simply wait until Diana felt comfortable with telling her more about vector rather than pressing her about a power that was her inheritance. So, to throw Diana off, she went with a subject change … though to be honest, it had been on her thoughts as well.
"Oh, I was just thinking back to how adorable your tail is," Mira practically cooed at her, earning a shy blush as Diana looked away.
"It's not that big a deal," Diana mumbled as she refused to look back at Mira.
"But it was," Mira continued in a sing-song voice. "… little puppy."
Diana nearly stumbled at her new pet name, her blush deepening as she pulled some of her hair over her eyes. They'd stayed on the island for over 24 hours and during that time, Mira had encouraged Diana to stay in her natural state. Naturally that led to some fascinating and embarrassing discoveries, much to Diana's dismay. Her favorite was how Diana's tail would start to wag whenever Diana got excited about something, like food and stories. She also tucked herself into a ball to sleep with her tail wrapped around herself, making Mira nearly squeal at how adorable it was.
It had also been pleasantly surprising to see that Diana was far less self-conscious on the island, going from her usual docile and quiet ways to being more quirky and energetic. She had a little more pep to her walk, she readily smiled, and best of all, whenever she was feeling calm she would start to unconsciously hum a tune Mira had never hear before. It was very soft and soothing, like a lullaby a mother would use on her child to ease through a restless night.
Sadly, whenever Mira showed a sign that she'd noticed it, Diana would abruptly stop and shy away. Mira didn't ever ask her to continue it though, seeing as it was intensely personal for Diana, but she did try to listen to it whenever she did hum. It was so comforting and warm, making Mira feel as if all her worries were just melting away.
Mira glanced at the blushing dragoness beside her, hoping to someday hear that tune to its fullest, knowing that it would be worth the wait. After a few more minutes of walking as the hills surrounding the guild hall came into view, Diana's cheeks returned to normal, having gotten over Mira's teasing.
"Ah, finally back," Makarov chimed in front of them as he rubbed his back. Diana really had done a number on him.
"You asked for it," Diana said softly, an almost teasing tone carrying in her voice.
"That I did," Makarov muttered back as they arrived at the guild.
He opened the doors for them to enter, not a moment before all 3 stepped in did a chorus of questions come and bombard them.
"Makarov, where have you been!?", "Why are you wincing?", "Why does Mira look like she was run over!?"
'I don't look that bad, do I?' Mira wondered as she looked at her slightly stained dress. Granted, it probably hadn't been the best idea to challenge Diana that same morning before leaving, the dragoness being all too happy to comply knowing that Mira could handle herself.
"Quiet!" Makarov shouted to stop the barrage, silence finally coming so he could explain. "We just got through testing and breaking in our newest S-class, that's it."
"Really!?" Natsu asked excitedly as he ran up to them, his gaze on Diana. "How was it? What did you do?"
"Umm …" Diana mumbled as she looked at the eyes zeroed in on her. "I just fought Master and Mira back to back."
"No way!" Natsu exclaimed as he looked between Mira and Makarov. "And she won!?"
Makarov gave a tired exhale as he held his hands up in surrender. "My age is upon me."
"It's not like it was a blowout," Diana tried to defend for him, her hands again returned to her front, clasped together.
"Looking long in the tooth!" Gildarts jeered from his table, a mug raised in salute. "And to the fine woman standing beside you, the newest S-classed beauty!"
"Cheers!" some of the men in the guild shouted together, completely ignoring the disapproving looks they were getting from several of the girls.
"Don't I know it!" Makarov agreed as he raised his hand up before spanking Diana, the dragoness going rigid as a rock at the hit.
The men seemed to go on in their cheers, happily chugging back their drinks as Makarov laughed wholeheartedly, unaware of the impending doom.
"Master …"
Everyone went dead quiet as the malevolent whisper spoke, all eyes slowly turning in horror at Diana, a shadow overcasting her form aside for 2, glowing silver dots. Makarov on his part didn't turn, his frame suddenly shaking like a leaf as sweat trailed off him by the buckets.
"I-I … may have … g-gone too far," he squeaked in a tiny voice, his head slowly turning to meet Diana's fierce gaze.
Diana on her part slowly extended her right hand until it was over Makarov's head before resting it gently on it.
"Forgive me," he begged through tears even as Diana's grip tightened before she lifted him up to be eye level with her.
"Maybe later," Diana replied in a sickeningly sweet and gentle voice, all the color suddenly draining from Makarov's body.
"Diana ple—"
Too late, hell hath no fury like a womans' scorn … Makarov had already been forsaken by his brothers in arms.
In all her years of being in Fairy Tail, Mira had never thought such a high pitched squeal could come from such a perverted little man.
"Geez, Makarov sure is a piece of work," Mira grumbled hotly as she cleaned some mugs.
"I thought she was actually going to skin him," Lisanna sweat-dropped from her nearby seat.
"She wouldn't go that far," Mira replied as she set the mug down and picked up the next, her eyes lazily looking over the small guild floor.
Team Natsu, save Erza, was sitting at one of the sides, along with Wendy, Romeo, and Juvia, were discussing small plans for missions to get back into the groove of things. Team Shadow Gear sat at another table discussing the similar subjects along with some chip in's from Gajeel and Pantherlily. Others were spread out and conversing while Macao, Gildarts, Diana, and Makarov were all in the back filling out documents to make Diana's new status official in the guild records as well as the council. 'Why is it that S-classes need to be documented by the council? Is it so they can watch for guilds amassing power?' Mira wondered with a raised eyebrow.
Sure, it would probably serve as a counter measure should a guild begin in questionable practices but really. If a guild had the power of mages such as Gildarts, Laxus, and Diana all under one roof obeying a Saint level mage like Makarov, what could the council even do? That wasn't even accounting for herself and Erza along with the non-S-classed powerhouses such as Natsu, Gajeel, Gray, Elfman, and Juvia.
Mira sighed as she left those thoughts. There wasn't any real point pursuing them so she returned to the conversation in front of her.
"Makarov earned it," Mira supplied from another seat, her nose turned up with a 'humph'.
"So Mira," Laxus asked from the last seat at the table, his face remaining nonchalant besides the obvious interest in his voice. "How was it?"
"How was what?" Mira questioned, already knowing exactly what was it he was asking.
"The fights," he supplied curtly. "Gramps said you both fought her, so what happened?"
"Hmm…" Mira mumbled as she tapped her chin. "Well, against Makarov it was simply a physical test. Him in his giant form against her without magic. Then it was me and Take-Over versus her and Vector."
"What!?" Lisanna asked with a surprised squeak while Erza and Laxus only widened their eyes a little. "And how'd it go?"
"She was even with Makarov in strength but was too fast for him to hit critically," Mira answered as she recalled how Diana had even managed to catch one of Makarov's punches. "As for me … well, I really couldn't even hurt her with Halphas."
At that Laxus nearly spit out his beer and Erza dropped her fork, both giving Mira wide eyes. "You … used the forbidden transformation!?" Erza nearly shouted, earning some curious looks from the others sitting near them. "And couldn't hurt her!?"
"She's too strong, especially with vector," Mira replied with a shrug and smile. 'Though I couldn't even get her to fight all out,' she mentally added.
Erza and Laxus didn't add anything to that, seemingly trying to digest the information. Though neither had ever faced Halphas, they were well aware that that transformation was nothing short of Hell incarnate, an insatiable desire for battle and carnage making the soul nearly uncontrollable unless given a clear purpose. Mira had even gotten Diana to admit that physically, Halphas challenged her more than Makarov or Gildarts, giving Mira a very satisfying ego boost.
"I would've paid to see that," Lisanna mumbled in awe after a few moments. "Mira as Halphas versus Diana …"
'Yeah, and get blown away from the shockwaves alone,' Mira thought as she finished her last mug, her attention being drawn to the front doors. All heads swiveled around to see a set of familiar faces walk in.
"Welcome back everyone!" cheered Brendi Sherry of Lamia Scale.
"Yo," called Lyon Bastier as he headed the group, Jura, Toby, and Yuuka following behind.
"Lamia Scale!?" Lucy said in happy surprise as several mages got up to greet the new arrivals.
"What are you guys doing here?" Gray asked as he walked up to Lyon with a high-five of sorts.
"Just wanted to pay a visit," Lyon replied with a smirk.
"And they helped when searching for Tenrou Island," Max chimed in.
"So we're in their debt," Gray sweat-dropped.
"Well, Tenma was out their sooner but we have more power," Lyon said with a shrug.
"And we care, why?" Gray deadpanned.
"In the 7 years you guys were gone, Lamia Scale has risen to the 2nd rank in Fiore," Sherry added.
"So does that mean Tenma is 1st?" Lucy asked in a look of disbelief.
"Of course not! There's no way that could happen!" Toby shouted, making Mira wonder why was it he seemed to upset with that.
"Settle down," Yuuka instructed before facing those before him. "It's not Tenma."
"Well enough about that … what is important is that everyone is ok," Jura added making Toby chuckle bashfully.
While others conversed and got rowdy, especially Lyon after he noticed Juvia, Mira noticed that Gildarts, Macao, and Makarov had reappeared. They gave their own greetings to the Lamia mages but Mira wondered where Diana was? 'She was back there with them so why didn't she come back out? Did she notice we have guests and stayed hidden?' Mira wondered but just as she was about to begin searching Diana quietly walked out from the back room, her hands shyly clasped together as she walked around the louder group.
She was about to get to the table where Mira, Laxus, Erza, and Lisanna were when suddenly a loud gasp filled the room. All eyes turned to one wide-eyed Jura Nekkis, his gaze nailed to the dragoness. Before anyone could speak Jura all but vanished from his spot amongst his peers only to reappear in a bowed position in front of Diana, the vector mage slightly jumping at his close proximity.
All stared in mixed confusion and surprise, wondering why was it that a Wizard Saint was bowing before their newest S-class, the dragoness looking as equally confused as she tilted her head while looking at the powerful mage.
"Jura …?" Diana mumbled curiously, unsure of what to do in this situation.
"I am honored to have been blessed with your presence again," Jura nearly shouted without looking up, all jaws hitting the ground at his next words.
"… Diana-sama!"
Author's Rant: . . . . yeah . . . that happened. Personally, I think the guy deserves a little more love in the canon, he's a cool character. As for Makarov, maybe he learned his lesson, maybe someone might finally skin him, who knows? Anyways, I hope you all enjoyed (sorry for that cut scene of Diana and Mira fighting, you'll get one . . . eventually). Till next time!
