The Nether Realm

Archer saw the attackers targetting the wood elf and quickly grabbed her instead of casting Null Void, and then everything went black. The next thing he saw was a blood-red sky as he was falling from the sky. He spread his wings, but the explosion ruined them as he protected her.

As they fell, he hugged the elf closer to him as he crashed into a mountain, causing a landslide. The two were buried, but Llyniel managed to create a hollow for them as they were covered. Archer was injured, and one of his wings was damaged.

She panicked and started casting a healing spell. A warm feeling washed over Archer, compelling him to let out a happy sigh as he felt his body repairing her magic washed over him.

He sat up and looked around to see a round cacoon surrounding them. He looked at the little elf sitting there, looking at him with worry in her eyes. Archer smiled as he stood up and dismissed his wings to stretch his arms.