Chapter 582 Dragon Orbs
Frostwinter went into overdrive as it was close to ending and battered the land with more rain and wind. While sitting on a balcony overlooking the domain, Archer watched as the trees swayed and lighting boomed overhead.
Ella and Sia stepped out while carrying three cups of tea. The dragonkin woman spoke with a smile. ''Here. Halime made some southern tea that will warm you up.''
Archer looked at the two and motioned for them to sit, which they did. He picked up the cup Sia gave him and started drinking it. The liquid was hot, and when it went down his throat, he felt a warm feeling spread out all over his body.
When the half-elf saw his reaction, she smiled before commenting. ''She said it can warm up any race.''
''No wonder. It's like a fire is lit inside me.'' Archer replied as he turned his attention to the domain's landscape.
While sitting there, Sia started talking in an annoyed voice. ''The emperor has asked me to head to the Mistwood Duchy once the sun rises. There has been an outbreak of beasts overrunning the border villages that need to be dealt with.''
Archer affirmed, "Alright. I'll create a Gate to the city, allowing you to meet with your soldiers."
The wind howled, and rain lashed against the balcony as Archer, Ella, and Sia sat comfortably under the shelter Archer created. The cover shook as it deflected the relentless assault of Frostwinter's fury.
The trio sipped the warm southern tea that Halime had prepared earlier. The cups provided a comforting contrast to the harsh weather outside. The occasional lightning illuminated the landscape as they gazed into the stormy night.
Ella spoke, her voice barely audible over the howling wind. "It's incredible how fierce Frostwinter can be. The power of nature on full display."
Sia nodded in agreement, her eyes fixed on the uproar. "True. The Mistwood Duchy is likely facing a similar onslaught right now. The emperor's request couldn't have come at a more problematic time."
Archer leaned against the railing while watching the torrential rain cascading down. "At least we're shielded from this. Makes you appreciate the warmth and security."
They kept watching the storm get stronger. The three felt oddly calm, watching and staying safe on the balcony.
It gave them a great view of the wild weather. The storm seemed like a captivating show in their magical shelter, almost like a beautiful symphony.
As the moon and stars painted the night sky with a soft glow, Ella turned to Archer with a gentle smile before walking back inside the treehouse and telling him she would get something.
Sia watched her walk away and spoke in a caring voice. ''Make sure to look after all of them, Archer. They are special girls who deserve to be looked after.''
The little girl looked at him like he was stupid and answered annoyedly. ''It's Sia Wyldheart Papa! You're her husband and should know her name!''
Archer shook his head before hugging her, which caught the little dragon girl off guard, but she soon melted into her father's embrace. He then asked in a happy voice. ''What's your name sweetie?''
She was going to answer, but the scene changed to one where he watched himself facing two little lion girls with swords and shields getting ready to fight. One of them had white hair and blue eyes, while the other had blonde hair with violet eyes.
'Nala,' Archer thought to himself when he saw them.
The three started fighting, and he could see the older him wasn't trying and letting the girls, who were surprisingly good at their ages, attack. They appeared to be eight years old, a surprising sight for Archer as he observed them.
What shocked him even more was that he looked similar but bulkier than his present self. However, the joy evident in the other Archer's smile indicated a genuine enjoyment of life.
Watching with a grin, Archer observed the tag-team efforts of the two lion girls as they launched attacks at him. The other Archer skillfully blocked their moves, offering advice along the way.
As time passed, the girls found themselves out of breath, but the alternate version of Archer approached them with a warm embrace. Their little tails swayed excitedly behind them, reflecting their happiness at receiving praise from their older counterpart.
After that, the scene changed again, a development that didn't catch him off guard. He found himself in a mountain range engulfed in flames, with a towering volcano not far away.
Glancing around, he spotted another little girl with fluffy orange hair and enchanting violet eyes. He couldn't help but notice the two small white horns and elf ears.
Archer didn't know whose mother this child belonged to, but he wouldn't worry about that now. He watched as the girl smashed some scorching hot rocks with powerful punches. But she continued until she turned to him with a bright smile.
The girl vanished from the spot before appearing before him and spoke in an accent he couldn't place. ''Father. How did I do? I listened to what you said and can use more mana in my punches.''
He looked at the girl and studied her. Archer could tell she was a dragon-like him, but there was something elvish about her. She was wearing leather armor and a summer dress underneath.
Archer guessed they were somewhere hot by the tan she had. He shook his head and asked in a sweet voice. ''Tell me what your name is, princess?''
The girl gave him the same look Sia's daughter did before giggling. She calmed down and answered in a proud tone. ''I'm Fyra Wyldheart. Daughter of the most handsome dragon in the world and Embera Duskfire, the greatest fire elf in the Duskfire Empire.''
[If there are any mistakes, point them out, and I'll edit it. Thanks]
