Archer watched as Brooke seized his collar, pulling him into a fierce, passionate kiss. As their lips met, a surge of warmth flooded his body, cracked bones knit together, and his strength returned in an instant.
'She's healing me!' he thought before returning the gesture.
The older woman let him go with a fierce smile. ''You should feel better now, Little Light, but don't rush off like that without us three, we pulled back because I was worried about Nala and the others.''
Following that, Brooke vanished with a smirk and suddenly appeared in front of the undead dragon before pulling her fist back and landing a powerful punch to its snout. A clap rang out as the monster flew back, but it wasn't hurt.
When seeing this, his eyes widened while thinking. 'How strong is this thing!'
