The Portal Soldiers

Chapter XI

XI

“Prophecy?”

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Amy, together with her teammates or friends, followed General Phillip. They saw a small old fashioned house along the path they headed for. They stared at it. General Phillip gently opened the gate of the house. They entered the gate and observed the surroundings.

"Do you know where we are?" General Phillip asked. They all shook their heads.

"And maybe it's time for you to know. What is the last thing to remember?" General Phillip asked.

"Power," Elise said with a low voice, trying to recall all of the things to remember.

"Power. We're going to put some kind of magic to your weapons just like what we have in our weapons," he narrated.

The general knocked very carefully at the old wooden door. While the general is knocking, Amy wasted no time in tying Airie on a tree nearby the gate and getting the arrow set on Airie's neck. The edge of the door has particles falling and then it regained again, like a new one. An old man wearing brown coat and hat opened the door carefully. It looked at all of them through his blind-like eyes and greeted them.

"Good day, General," the aged man said. General Phillip greeted him back at chattered a little about the Portland's Trainer.

"Well, this is Wizard Sheloin and this is his house," General carefully patted the old man's right shoulder. "Wizard, these are my new teammates. They are from Portland's Trainer."

"I know him," Amy whispered to General Phillip, afraid that the wizard might hear it.

"Really?" General Phillip smiled. "Well, that's great."

"You look familiar," Sheloin said with his lips statically moving. Everyone tried to look at the wizard through his eyes but his eyes were too narrow due to his age. The young ones looked at each other, trying to inspect everyone's face.

"Whom, wizard?" Lance asked humbly.

"The blonde," Sheloin said.

They looked at each other once again and got confused because each of them knows that Elise and Amy are both blonde.

"The archer," Sheloin said pointing at Amy with his oddly curved finger.

"M-me?" Amy asked pointing herself.

"Oh, yes, dear," Sheloin said.

"I'm not sure if it's true but my mother said that Wizard Sheloin gave me something," Amy said.

"Continue," they said.

"Tell me your life, dear," Sheloin said.

"My parents are David Arrows and . . . " Amy paused. "Ellen Porter."

"Your Majesty, you're the one in the prophecy!" Sheloin shouted in joy.

"Prophecy?" Amy asked, completely confused.

"Come in, General and children," Sheloin turned his back and walked weakly and gradually. General Phillip and the children followed the wizard into the dimly lit house. Sheloin tried to snap his fingers strongly and when he did, a spark of light came out of his hand. The spark flew slowly, catching everyone's attention except Sheloin's. The next thing was the spark already lightened the hanging torch in the darkest corner of the house.

Now that the torch is strongly shining, everyone glanced back at the wizard. Sheloin's perfectly old hand tapped the books in the shelf beside a dining table with several antique chairs. They look sturdy though.