Archer and Ayrenn were sitting in the Domains' living room, where Elara's voice echoed in his mind. 'The Alliance are attaching the North Eastern Wall husband! The Legions are fighting back.'
He jumped up and spoke to the High Elf. ''Relax here for a while, I have to go to Avidia to deal with the enemy armies attacking my walls.''
''Do you want my help?'' she said, smiling. ''I'm a skilled healer and can use magic to attack the soldiers.''
Archer nodded. ''Come then, I can introduce you to Elara,'' he suggested.
Following that, he opened a Gate to the walls where they stepped through, and Ayrenn started shivering thanks to the cold. Without prompting, he wrapped his cloak around the High Elf, which made her smile.
''Thank you handsome,'' she happily thanked him.
Moments later, Elara appeared two seconds later only for her jaw to drop open as she muttered in amazement. ''It's you! Ayrenn!''
''Huh?'' he blurted out, baffled.
