Archer's mana repaired the broken life, shocking everyone around Yellowstone and causing the National Park Service to rush around looking for the source. He continued to channel mana into the Earth, with Midnight sleeping peacefully on his lap as he gently stroked her soft fur.
Eventually, exhaustion took its toll, and he blacked out from mana depletion. Awakening from her slumber, the little cat sensed his vulnerability and decided to protect him while he lay unconscious.
She stood on his body while scanning the surroundings and soon noticed a noise from a nearby brush. Midnight's ears twitched, sensing the danger, and a low growl bubbled in her throat.
With a fierce hiss, she lunged forward, her tiny form a blur of black fur against the moonlight. The lead coyote faltered, surprised by her audacity. Undeterred, she leaped at the nearest one, claws extended, and slashed across its snout with a swift strike.
