Archer looked at Darla and answered with a smile, “That would be nice.”‘

When the older woman heard this, she beamed with delight and promptly sent him the details, noting that it was the day after Nancy’s boxing match in Miami. After that, Archer continued to chat until he said his farewells.

Following that, he opened a Gate to the hotel room where Ashoka, Nyx, and Maeve were waiting for him. Archer smiled at Darla before stepping through and hearing the local news blaring as Maeve and Ashoka were gossiping.

The three women turned to him with radiant smiles as the dragon woman lunged at him. The other two waited for Nyx to finish greeting him. She kissed Archer all over the face, which made him laugh.

“This dragon is so loving, and I enjoy it,’ he mused as a warm feeling washed over him.

Once she was done, Ashoka and Maeve said their hellos before Archer smiled and said, “I will take one of your clothes shopping to get the other two some stuff to wear while in the city.”

Nyx and Maeve looked at the tiger woman, who smiled as he spoke, “Get ready, Ashoka, we can leave soon. I want to explore the city with you three.”

After that, the duo left the hotel room and noticed several couples walking down the corridor. While making their way to the entrance, he used the internet to find the closest store.

Archer searched for five minutes and found several stores they could visit. He told Ashoka about them, which pleased the tiger woman. The two stepped outside and felt the cold air brush against their skin.

“Why does it keep getting cold?” she questioned.

When he heard this, Archer smiled before answering, as Ashoka took his arm, “The Weather on Earth is strange, my love.”

The couple started walking down the busy street while dodging rude people who nearly barged into them. Soon enough, he smelled something delicious and dragged her in its direction.

After walking for five minutes, they arrived at a cart selling hotdogs, causing Ashoka to grow curious as she spoke, “Smells nice, can we get some husband?” freeweɓnovēl.coɱ

He nodded in agreement while approaching the man, who smiled at them before speaking in a friendly tone, “How can I help you today, young man?”

“Give me ten of each hotdog,” Archer answered while taking out a few hundred and placing it on the side after seeing six different types.

The hotdog man quickly grabbed it before getting to work and started making their food as Ashoka glanced around. Archer watched as the tiger woman was fascinated by the people and cars driving past.

Fifteen minutes later, their hotdogs were done, and the man packed them all into a few bags while saying, “Thank you for buying my food. I hope you enjoy them all.”‘

Archer nodded before the two of them started walking toward the clothes store. He took two classic American Hotdogs and handed one to Ashoka, who curiously studied the delicious food.

He quickly bit down on his one and loved it, which caused him to gobble it down before taking out another. When Ashoka saw this, she smiled before speaking, “Should we buy the rest of his food?”

‘Is this woman reading my mind?’ Archer thought with an excited smile.

Following this, the two of them returned to the hotdog stand, which surprised the man, who was happy to sell the couple all his food. He quickly started cooking while Archer and Ashoka waited for it.

The passing people gave them strange looks, but the tiger woman ignored them as she was too busy eating a chili dog. Archer smiled when seeing this and spoke in an amused tone, “Enjoying that? Not spicy, I hope?”

“It’s delicious, Arch; we need to get more before going shopping,” she answered while tucking into another.

Ten minutes later, the two walked away with three dozen more hotdogs before reaching the clothes store. Ashoka dragged him inside to go through some of the stuff sold there, only for her to choose the things for herself and the other two back at the hotel.

‘At least I don’t have to choose out women’s clothes and get told off by the trio,’ he chuckled.

Her shopping antics made Archer laugh as he trailed behind Ashoka through the store, unfazed by the staff whispering about them. After half an hour of browsing, she was ready to check out.

As they approached the counter, a young man and woman stood waiting, prepared to assist them with their purchases. Afterward, Archer paid for everything before the duo left the store and slowly returned to the hotel.

While walking, the tiger woman jumped as police sirens blared out, causing her to grab his arm. Archer grinned before explaining, “Those would be this world’s police. They rushed around the city fighting crime.”

“Like the Homeguards?” she questioned in a curious tone.

Archer nodded with a smile as they continued, while Ashoka admired the city and its tall buildings, which blocked out the dark clouds. After that, they returned to the hotel, but the three pushed him out when they reached their room.

Maeve grinned at him as she said, “We are trying out our new clothes, darling. We will send you a message when we’re done.”

He shrugged, said his goodbyes to the three ladies, and left the hotel. Stepping outside, Archer pulled out a hotdog and took a bite as he walked toward Central Park, enjoying the

city’s energy.

Car horns blared, and passing people’s chatter filled the air. The soaring skyscrapers stretched into the sky. Archer couldn’t help but be impressed by the scale of the city, a world so different from the realms he knew.

The air smelled of roasted nuts from street vendors, mingled with the sharp scent of exhaust fumes and city grime. As he walked, Archer passed by small groups of tourists taking photos and workers hustling by with their heads down, coffees in hand.

He chuckled at the sheer number of people glued to their phones, oblivious to the world around them. On the corner, a vendor shouted the price of pretzels while a busker strummed an acoustic guitar nearby, his raspy voice drowned out by the city’s noise.

Archer paused at a crosswalk, waiting for the light to change, and glimpsed around. A billboard flashed above him, advertising a new musical on show, while neon lights from a nearby theater blinked in and out of the gray morning.

As he neared Central Park, the sounds of the city faded slightly, replaced by the rustling of leaves and the distant barks of dogs. He took a deep breath, savoring the slight change in the air, which was fresher and cooler now.

The entrance to the park stood before him, a stark contrast to the surrounding city. He stepped in, his pace slowing as he left the chaotic streets behind. It was peaceful here, far from the bustling city beyond the gates.

Archer smiled as he strolled deeper into Central Park, the sounds of nature slowly replacing the city’s chaos. When arriving at the world-famous attraction, he spotted and approached a

coffee stand.

A coffee stand caught his attention, and he thought, ‘Maybe I can get a hot chocolate. It is cold

today.’

After joining the queue, Archer noticed a group of young men nearby, growing increasingly rowdy and loud. He glanced at them briefly, observing how others steered clear, avoiding

them like the plague.

Deciding to ignore their behavior, he focused on his own business. With ten people ahead of him in line, he had time to take in his surroundings. Hundreds of people were bustling, some going about their day while others relaxed in the park.

The young men got closer to him, their presence becoming more irritating, but Archer calmly blocked them out. That’s when his gaze landed on a drop-dead gorgeous, tanned woman working behind the coffee stand.

She had beautiful brown hair and glowing green eyes, captivating Archer for a moment until he was abruptly brought back to reality when one of the young men crashed into him. Turning to face the offender, Archer calmly said, “Get away from me.”

The young man smirked knowingly and responded in a threatening tone, “Who do you think you’re talking to, pale boy?”

Archer rolled his eyes before replying, “I’m just here to get a hot chocolate, and some idiot like you crashed into me because you’re too clueless to pay attention to your surroundings. Now go back to whatever petty crimes you indulge in and stop wasting my time.” Once he was done speaking, the people around them laughed as not many dared to stand up against the local gang. The young man looked at Archer like he murdered his mother and stole

his girlfriend.

“Okay, smartass,” the stranger said with a smirk as his brown eyes gleamed with malice. “‘I

will see you around.”

Archer watched the wannabe gangster shuffle off to his friends, who all turned to him. With a knowing smile, he thought, ‘They will bother me, but they will be shocked when they wake up a

monster.’

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