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nArcher decided that he would go back to Earth one day and retrieve her but he already knew he didn’t have enough mana.

nIt would take years for him to accumulate the required mana, but it marked a beginning, and he now had a clear objective to pursue.

nThis revelation calmed him down as he attacked the soldiers who formed a defensive line, their swords raised, ready for the fight.

nArcher’s eyes glinted with determination as his hands transformed into razor-sharp claws, shimmering with an otherworldly energy.

nIn one fluid motion, he lunged at the nearest soldier, his claws rending the air as he struck. The courtyard was filled with the sound of steel clashing with claws.

nHis tail lashed out like a sentient whip, striking down another soldier. The impact sent the unfortunate enemy sprawling across the cobblestone courtyard.

nAfter that he cast Element Bolts made from all different magic, they started circling him before he sent them flying at the soldiers.

nThese bolts pierced through the ranks of the soldiers, striking with precision and leaving devastation in their wake.

nThe courtyard transformed into a chaotic battleground. The moonlight bathed the scene in a surreal, haunting glow as Archer shattered the disciplined Aetherian soldiers.

nWith every swipe of his claws, lash of his tail, or bolt, he inched closer to the Duke. Weapons bounced off his scales and couldn’t penetrate his skin.

nArcher smiled as he finished off the last of the soldiers by casting Thunder Wave and then Element Bolt into the downed humans.

nOnce that was done he sensed a ping rushing toward him and Archer saw a fist flying at him but smiled as he didn’t move.

nThe blow landed squarely on his jaw, causing Archer’s head to jolt, but it had little effect beyond the momentary movement.

nWithout hesitation, Archer swiftly counterattacked, delivering a powerful punch to the man’s stomach.

nThe man was sent soaring through the air, and Archer took the opportunity to quickly scan him using his Analyze skill.

nDuke Vergahn Ansgot

nMaster Mage

nArcher smiled when he saw the Rank and remembered what Tiamat told him in the dream.

nHe took off and shot toward the Duke as the snow melted and it touched his skin as he got higher.

nWhen he got close he cast Soul Eater tore away the nobleman’s soul and ate it as he dropped the body.

nOnce Archer was finished he closed his eyes and hovered in the air as he sorted through the memories. That’s when a certain scene caught his attention.

nThe Duke was in a crowd of robed figures who were plotting the current war and learned that they wanted to destabilize the continent.

nArcher saw Another group of the robed figures in the memories who were plotting to kidnap him and take his heart which amused him as he thought. ‘What is it with everyone wanting my heart?’

nBut the memories cut out leaving him curious, so he decided to use Soul Eater on any nobles he found from now on to see if he could learn more about this group.

nAfter looting the Aetheria castle he stood in the courtyard as he heard Leira’s voice in his head thanks to the bracelets. 𝑖𝘦.𝑐ℴ𝘮

nShe pleaded with him in a voice full of panic. ”Archer can you go liberate the Frostwyn Duchy? The Frostfallen and Icehaven Kingdoms are running wild and butchering citizens. Can you help them for me please!”

nArcher looked into the night sky and sighed before replying with one word. ”Okay.”

nHe flapped his wings and took off. Archer made his way north while trying to remember everything he remembered about it.

nTo get there quicker he cast Gate to Starfall City before speeding north again. As he flew he decided to check his new status as he felt different.

nAge: 16>17

nRank Up: Supreme Mage>Sovereign Mage

nExperience: 0000

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nLevel Up: 584>602

nSp: 406>442

nHp: 22500>28000

nMana: 641120>660700

nStrength: 13500>19000

nConstitution: 13000>18500

nStamina: 13500>19000

nCharisma: 9800>15000

nIntelligence: 12600>18000

nSpell Creation: 1

nSoul Eater: 7>8

nImmunity: 7>8

nDragon Aura: 3>5

nExcitement overtook Archer when he saw his new status causing him to speed up. He flew over a river that separated the Crownlands from the Frostwyn Duchy.

nArcher continued flying until he spotted flames that the snow couldn’t put out. He came to a stop and hovered over the area.

nThe snow-covered earth was scarred and marred by the gruesome toll of war, and the air was heavy with the acrid scent of smoke and death.

nA sea of fallen Avalonian soldiers lay strewn across the blood-soaked ground. Their armor, once polished and gleaming, was now battered and tarnished.

nBroken banners and standards fluttered like tattered ghosts in the chilling wind, marking the spots where brave warriors had made their last stand.

nHe descended to the ground and started walking among the fallen. Archer could have sworn he heard the pleading of the dead soldiers.

nBut after walking through it he couldn’t find out where the enemy army was. That’s when an idea and he opened a portal.

nArcher summoned some of the smaller Netherbeasts he captured that would be good to search for the Frostfallen and Icehaven soldiers.

nFrom it emerged a group of cat-like beats that were named Tressyms, their sleek, ebony fur providing a stark contrast to the surrounding snow.

nThese magical creatures descended gracefully from the portal, their wings unfurling as they alighted upon the frozen ground.

nTheir large, expressive eyes gleaming with intelligence, approached Archer with a sense of purpose.

nWith gentle purrs and affectionate headbutts, they sought to say hello to Archer. Their presence was a beacon of warmth and camaraderie in the frigid landscape.

nHis stern countenance melted into a heartwarming smile as he knelt to their level.

nHe extended his gloved hand to caress the heads of each Tressym in turn, their soft, silky fur a soothing contrast to the harsh cold of the battlefield.

nTheir tails swayed in delight as he stroked them, and their whiskers quivered with curiosity as they flew around him.

nArcher spoke to the Tressym’s. ”Can you guys find any human soldiers for me please?”

nThe Netherbeasts all looked at him and nodded before the biggest one hovered over to him and headbutted his forehead causing him to stroke the beast.

nFollowing their arrival, the Tressyms dispersed, each taking to the skies and veering off in separate directions.

nArcher settled in to await their return and observed the bleak expanse of the battlefield, contemplating the recent events.

nTime passed, and just as his patience was about to wane, two of the Tressyms gracefully touched down in front of him.

nWith a pointed gesture, they indicated a northern direction. Grateful for their help, Archer expressed his thanks and waited for the rest.

nBefore long, the remaining Tressyms returned. He stroked each cat-like beast before they returned to the domain.

nArcher was about to take off when he heard thunder and lightning, so he decided to return to the treehouse and continue his hunt tomorrow.

nWhen he returned he saw Ella, Nefertiti, Sera, Llyniel, and Leira sitting around the fire with blankets wrapped around them.

nThey all turned to him and smiled before Ella spoke. ”Archer. Me and the girls have spoken and we thought you should tell everyone of your past.”

nArcher looked at the half-elf and sighed before nodding his head as he walked toward the fireplace to take a seat.

nHe spoke as he rested his head back. ”Where are the others?”

nSera was the one to answer. ”Sia is with your grandparents in the empire while Teuila, Hemera, and Talila are sleeping. Hecate is holed up in her lab getting excited over new plants she found.”

nArcher smiled at her answer and spoke. ”When everyone is together then I will tell the new girls the story.”

nThey all nodded and started chatting as the wind outside picked up. Archer looked at the girls and spoke. ”Is the weather like this every Frostwinter?”

nLlyniel spoke with a cheerful voice. ”Well no it’s not. It seems like this one will be worse.”

nArcher nodded as the distant howl of a fierce wind signaled the start of another snowstorm. He glanced out the frost-covered window, and his brows furrowed.

nThe room’s temperature began to drop noticeably, and the icy fingers of the cold air began to seep through the gaps in the wooden walls.

nElla shivered and pulled the blanket tighter around her, the firelight dancing in her eyes.

n“Looks like the storm’s back,” she observed, a playful smile forming on her lips.

nWith a nod, Archer rose from his seat and approached the window. Gazing out, he saw a relentless snowstorm, its fierce onslaught blanketing his domain in a sea of white.

nThe trees below were hidden beneath the thick layer of snow, their familiar forms obscured by the blinding whiteness that now reigned over the landscape.

nThat’s when he heard Ella’s voice from behind him. ”Do you want some Frostfire Cocoa? It will warm you up.”

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