A Journey That Changed The World.



When Nefertiti heard Archer's voice she instantly calmed down but suddenly Teuila lunged forward and went to attack Sia.

As Sia saw this she smiled and deflected the incoming attack, Teuila attacked again but it was blocked again as the two came close.

Their eyes met, a playful glint passed between them, and without a word, they both knew what was about to happen.

With matching grins, Teuila twirled her sword with a flourish and took a playful step forward, her stance relaxed yet poised.

Sia responded by gripping her own blade and adopting a mock-defensive posture, her bright blue eyes dancing with amusement.

"Feeling lucky today, Sia?" Teuila teased, her voice carrying a light-hearted tone.

"Always up for a little friendly competition," Sia shot back with a wink.

Their weapons met with a satisfying clash, the ringing sound resonating through the air.

Teuila's strikes were swift and precise, but she held back just enough to keep the exchange from becoming too serious.

Sia parried with equal finesse, their blades meeting in a flurry of sparks. As they danced around each other, their movements seemed almost choreographed.

Teuila would feint left and then swing right, only for Sia to expertly block the attack.

Sia, in turn, would execute a quick spin, forcing Teuila to adjust her stance to counter.

Swords sang a melodic tune of clashes and parries, the rhythm of movements creating a spectacle for Archer and the other girls.

The mock skirmish continued, brimming with playful taunts, expert maneuvers, and genuine camaraderie.

They sparred without holding back, yet the unspoken agreement between them was clear – this was a friendly match.

A way to get to know each other and enjoy a moment of lightheartedness amidst the seriousness of battle.

As they finally drew their blades apart and took a step back, their breaths came quicker, but their smiles remained.

Teuila wiped off a droplet of sweat, her grin wide. "I'll remember not to challenge you with that look," she laughed.

Sia laughed too, a genuine, carefree sound. "Same goes for me. It's nice that you're always up for some fun."

Their swords lowered, and they exchanged a knowing glance – a shared understanding that spoke without words.

Teuila turned to Archer with a smile. ''Your aunt is a fine warrior Arch.''

He nodded his head as Sia spoke to the group. ''We can get to know each other back in the castle. There's enough room for all of us.''

They all agreed and started making their way there. As the girls were walking Nefertiti spotted Sia making her way to Archer and hmphed in anger.

Archer spotted the older woman standing next to him and smiled. ''It's good to see you Sia, I've missed you.''

When Sia heard this her smile turned into one of happiness. Valeria saw this and shook her head.

She quickly made her way to the girls and started speaking to them while the aunt and nephew caught up.

''What are you doing down here Arch? And why do you look like that now?'' Sia asked as he noticed she was curious.

He went on to explain everything that happened from him becoming an adventurer to him meeting the girls.

But as they were talking his Aura Detector picked up incoming pings and an incoming attack. Archer cast Blink and appeared near the girls.

Archer told them to prepare for a fight. Just as he did that he saw loads of Dragon Slayers and Church Knights approaching as they activated an artifact.

It was the same one as before that stopped him using his dragon form but he smiled as he opened a portal to the Sparrow's place and told the Avalonian soldiers to enter.

They all declined, opting to confront the situation. Sia, holding her sword, stepped forward and questioned, "Why are you here? Are you interfering with the empire's affairs?"

A church knight stepped out from the crowd and answered her. ''We are here for the white dragon. We have no problem with the empire.''

As they spoke he scanned the leader.

[Corvus]

[Rank: Arch Magus]

Sia shook her head and was about to refuse before Archer spoke to Corvus with a grin. ''Will you let them leave our little game? I'd rather them not be involved.''

She was about to argue with him but saw him and the girls smiling at the men, Sia got curious and ordered her soldiers off to the side and stayed with the group.

Once he saw they were out of the way he nodded in satisfaction. He summoned his loot goblins and ordered them to collect the hearts from earlier kills.

They nodded and ran off, he laughed seeing them all running toward the bridge. The scene confused everyone apart from the girls.

Archer clicked his fingers and a portal opened and Hecate walked out alongside Thalia and Xanthe.

He turned to Teuila and she knew what he was saying without needing words, Archer then turned to the vampire twins and spoke. ''Keep them safe. Make sure no one approachs them.''

The twins nodded and stood in front of the girls as he cast Cosmic Sword and two gladius's appeared in his hands.

Ella and Talila took out their bows white Hemera took out a crossbow and Hecate held a spear. 

Nefertiti saw this and started casting her Arcane magic causing a cloud of mana to swirl overhead as her pink eyes glowed.

Sera was ready to cast her magic at the knights, Archer smiled seeing all of them ready. He even noticed Talila's serious face as she readied herself.

Archer rushed forward as the dragon slayers and church knights encircled them but that didn't stop him as he crashed into the knight who spoke.

The church knights advanced, but Archer met them with swift strikes, parrying their blows with finesse. His movements were fluid, a dance of lethal precision.

Arrows and spells soared through the sky as the girls joined the fray. Ella and Talila's arrows found their marks, striking down knights who dared to approach.

Hemera's crossbow sent bolts of energy, adding to the chaos.

Beside them, Hecate wielded her spear with grace, her movements a dance of elegance and power.

She guarded the girls, her eyes fierce and focused as she fended off any threats. Meanwhile, the vampire twins, Thalia and Xanthe, stood as a united front.

With Teuila by their side, they formed an unbreakable barrier, keeping the soldiers at bay and ensuring the girls could focus on their ranged attacks.

Archer's gladius gleamed in the sunlight as he clashed against the knights. His strikes were a symphony of speed and precision, his combat skills honed through countless battles.

He flowed seamlessly from one move to another, his swords a whirlwind of steel as he defended against the attacks.

As the battle raged on, the combined efforts of Archer and the girls created a dynamic spectacle.

The clash of weapons, the twang of bowstrings, and the eruption of magic painted a scene of chaos.

Sia and a knight stood opposite, their expressions steadfast. Swords clashed, their determined eyes locked in a contest of determination.

With blazing blue eyes, she fought to shield him, her determination unwavering.

Amidst the battle's fury, their teamwork shone. Archer's skill, the girls' ranged attacks, and the twins' defense formed a strong force that pushed back the church knights.

His agile figure darted and weaved through the chaos, effortlessly incapacitating the church knights and defeating dragon slayers one after another.

Archer's strikes were precise, his movements fluid, as he swiftly dispatched his opponents.

The clash of metal filled the air as his swords danced, deflecting attacks and countering with lethal precision.

His keen reflexes allowed him to anticipate his enemies' moves, allowing him to take them down swiftly.

As he engaged in the relentless dance of combat, the knight leader, a formidable figure clad in sturdy armor, stepped forward.

With a commanding presence, he halted the chaos around him and locked eyes with Archer. In his stance and gaze, there was an air of authority that demanded attention.

His rapid movements slowed as he faced the leader. With a focused intensity, he studied his opponent.

The battlefield seemed to hush as the two combatants met each other's gaze, a momentary lull in the midst of the battle.

Amidst the chaos of the larger battle, the clash of weapons persisted. It was a duel in itself, where every strike and parry showcased their expertise and resolve.

Archer's agility and precision continued to serve him well, but the leader was no pushover.

Their swords met in a series of rapid exchanges, the clash of steel ringing out with each impact.

His movements were swift and calculated, his eyes locked onto his opponent's every move.

As the leader's strikes grew more forceful, Archer's agile evasions became more crucial. His body moved like a dancer's, avoiding each attack with grace.

The leader was strong and experienced, but Archer's speed and adaptability were his greatest strengths.

Despite Archer's impressive display of combat prowess, the leader's strikes began to find their mark.

The clash of their swords echoed in the air, each blow a testament to their strength. Archer's breathing quickened, his muscles straining to keep up the intense pace.

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