But as the echoes of his roar faded into the charred wilderness, Archer’s strength began to wane.

He staggered back, his breath coming in ragged gasps, and his once-proud form began to falter.

The battle had taken its toll, and his mighty wings drooped wearily as he stumbled away from the subdued Fire Wymn, his vision blurred and his body heavy.

Archer was still in his dragon form as he lay down. The horde all watched on in horror as their leader was defeated.

He was only asleep for a couple of hours until he was fully healed and stood back up and he shook his groggy head.

That’s when he noticed all the Netherbeasts were still here as the Fire Wymn was trying to move but he walked over to it and took a deep breath before firing his Dragon’s Breath into it.

After his attack, the Wymn dropped to the ground dead as he ripped its head off and threw it at the watching Netherbeasts.

Archer slashed into the thing’s chest and pulled out its heart before eating it. All the beasts watched this in shock and couldn’t move.

But when he was done eating he turned to them as his violet eyes shone brightly and spoke in a deep voice. ”Serve me or die. Choose now.”

The horde of Nethernbeasts heard him and bowed down. Their actions caused him to smile as he returned to his humanoid form.

He walked up to a tyrannosaurus-looking creature and jumped onto its head. His actions made the thing nervous but all he did was speak.

”Everyone return home and wait for me to summon you. If anyone chooses not to answer I will kill you. Now go.”

The Netherbeasts turned and retreated to their homes, leaving the one upon which he stood growing increasingly nervous.

Archer looked down and spoke to the trembling beast. ”Stop shaking. It’s not even cold! You will be my guard. Now head up the mountain!”

The beast followed his order and started walking up the mountainside as Archer laid down on its head and started eating some bread.

His body was aching and he needed to rest for a little while, but as the two traveled up to the cabin Archer closed his eyes and soon fell asleep.

After a ten-minute trek, they arrived outside the wall where the Stone Men prepared to attack but were ordered not to by the now awake Archer.

He jumped off the creature’s back and made his way to the cabin but turned around and scanned it.

Netherbeast – Draconisaur

Rank S

Tamed

When Archer saw this his eyebrow raised, he became curious and wondered when he tamed the Draconisaur but shrugged.

He approached the creature and spoke. ”Sit down here and guard this area. If anyone comes here you can eat them.”

The Draconisaur nodded its large head which shocked him but it gave him an idea. Archer wanted to name it and soon noticed it was a female.

That’s when the perfect name came to mind. ”You’re name will be Rexy. You shall be my mount when I’m not flying.”

Rexy nodded her head and got comfortable as he walked into the garden while Llyniel stared at him with wide eyes.

She rushed up to him and spoke in a worried voice. ”What is that creature, Arch? Why is it here?”

Archer laughed as he grabbed the wood elf and hugged her as he explained. ”I tamed her. She was with a Fire Wymn who I defeated and claimed its monster army for myself.”

Llyniel looked at him with narrowed eyes before she started giggling which caused Archer to grow curious so he asked. ”Why are you laughing?”

She calmed down before answering. ”I heard the rumors from my brothers but I didn’t think they were true.”

Archer started poking her belly causing her to laugh even more as he spoke. ”What rumors are these my little wood elf?”

Llyniel couldn’t answer as his pokes were causing her to laugh uncontrollably but he didn’t relent as he kept up the attack.

He turned his pokes to tickling and made her roar out in laughter causing the spirits to appear and see what was happening.

When they saw the two playing they started giggling as they’d never seen her act like this and greatly enjoyed the sight.

One of the cheekier spirits declared to the group that it was going to tell the Queen when they returned to get rewarded causing the others to give it dirty looks.

Archer soon stopped tickling Llyniel who was lying on the grass and couldn’t move due to all the laughing she did.

He looked down at her with a smile as he spoke. ”I’ll stop attacking you now. What are these rumors you speak of?”

After a few minutes, she recovered and sat up while giving him the stink eye but shortly that changed to a smile.

She then went on to tell him all the rumors that came from the Oakheart Kingdom. They weren’t anything bad.

They just speak of his greed, lust, and skill in walking into situations and solving them in a way that benefits him.

When he heard all of this he started chuckling as he offered a hand to Llyniel which she accepted and he pulled her to her feet.

She brushed the dust off her before declaring. ”I’m going to cook breakfast.”

Llyniel dashed off before Archer could say anything. He just shook his head and entered the cabin.

He waited for a while until she called him over, when he entered the kitchen he saw a feast laid out in front of him.

As Archer settled into his seat, he couldn’t help but marvel at the feast laid out before him.

Plates and platters held a variety of dishes, from exotic fruits that seemed to glisten with magic to savory meats infused with fragrant herbs.

The table was a tapestry of colors, textures, and aromas, inviting him to indulge his senses. Archer picked up a delicate fork and studied the dish in front of him.

It was a masterpiece of elven cuisine, a creation that combined both the artistry of presentation and the tantalizing promise of flavor.

With a sense of anticipation, he took his first bite. The flavors exploded in his mouth, a range of delicious tastes he’d never experienced before.

Each bite was a journey in itself, a voyage through a landscape of flavors. The fruits were both sweet and otherworldly as if plucked from enchanted orchards.

The meats were tender and succulent, infused with herbs and spices. Archer continued to eat, savoring each bite.

He closed his eyes for a moment, allowing the sensations to wash over him, a moment of pure bliss.

Archer savored the meal and felt a deep sense of gratitude for Llyniel’s delicious cooking.

After the two of them were done eating, Archer turned to the wood elf and asked. ”Want me to help clean Llyn?”

She shook her head as she answered in a sweet voice as she grabbed the plates off the table. ”No, thank you. Go rest, I can see you’re tired from your fight.”

Archer smiled and made his way outside while looking for a comfy chair to sleep in. He soon found one and sat down.

He soon nodded off. A few hours later he was woken up by Llyniel’s sweet voice. ”Wake up Arch.”

As he felt the shaking he opened his eyes to see a pair of brown ones staring at him. He rubbed his eyes and sat up to look around.

All he could see was darkness and wondered what happened until Llyniel started talking. ”A storm appeared out of nowhere but there is no rain yet.”

Just as she spoke the rain started. Archer quickly noticed that this rain was heavier than any his seen before.

The two of them rushed into the cabin and watched from the window as thunder, lightning, and rain pelted the cabin.

Archer was amazed by the beauty of it all while Llyniel was standing there worried about her garden.

She looked at him and spoke in a pleading voice. ”The plants will be destroyed, Arch! Can you help them?”

He nodded his head and Blinked into the garden. When he got there he cast Cosmic Shield to protect them from the storm.

Once Archer was finished he went back inside and saw a happy elf dancing around while singing an elven song before taking care of her plants.

Observing this, he simply paused and watched as she watered all the plants scattered throughout the cabin.

She didn’t see him or pay attention to him as she was happy that he wanted to protect her garden. 𝑖.𝘤ℴ𝘮

But she soon came to a stop when she saw him. A big smile appeared on her red face that showed her adorable dimples before she rushed at him.

The wood elf hugged him tightly as she whispered. ”Thank you.”

He returned the hug with one of his own as he dragged her over to a sofa.

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