Archer woke up the following day to a loud horn coming from the Flagship he was on. He sat up and rubbed his eyes while yawning. He quickly sensed that the vessel was moving, causing him to smile.
'They work fast, at least the Shadow Creatures cleaned out the monsters,' he mused.
Talila stirred, a blissful smile spreading across her face as she slowly opened her eyes. In a soft, sleepy voice, she murmured, ''Did we fall asleep?''
He chuckled when hearing her question but nodded, ''Yes, and it looks like the sailors have sorted out the fleet.''
The silver-haired elf stood up and stretched as she dressed as Archer admired her. This made Talila grin as she felt his eyes on her and teased him, ''You're not ravaging me anymore, you lewd dragon; I'm still aching, and we have work to do.''
