Archer was flying across the Eastern Wilds that separated his new lands from the Goldenmane Empire that he had decided to explore. After an hour, he spotted a border town in the distance.
He glided down, dismissing his wings as he landed near the road. His eyes caught a caravan of merchants trudging along, their laden carts creaking. 'Probably from the Duskfire Empire,' he mused, intrigued by their journey.
Following that, he pulled out a cloak and wrapped it around his body before putting the hood up to hide his hair. Ten minutes later, he arrived at the entrance of the town, which was guarded by giant lion men.
'They make the Lionheart soldiers look like children,' he mused with glowing eyes. 'Having these men and women in the legions would improve their fighting capabilities.'
By the time Archer reached the entrance, there was a queue that he stepped into, but he noticed people were giving him suspicious looks. He chuckled before using Mana Manipulation to transform himself.
