The following morning, Archer woke up with a raging headache, which worried him, but he shortly pushed that aside and used Blink to get out of bed. He appeared by the room's window, which overlooked the city below.
'Strangly quiet for a big city but it is early hours,' he thought.
The night was peaceful, with a gentle wind causing the trees outside to sway rhythmically, their shadows dancing across the room. Archer watched the scene, feeling inspired, and lifted his hand to conjure small mana orbs.
One by one, they appeared, casting a soft, warm light that filled the dark room as they floated around in graceful patterns. The orbs shimmered as they moved, illuminating the space in multiple colored glows.
At the same time, Archer poured his energy into each one, feeling his mana draining as more orbs appeared. He continued doing this until running out of steam and collapsed into a nearby chair.
