Archer was right in a twisted way.
The future generations will not be upset that Archer compromised and entire generation of people for his gains. They might even be grateful for the sacrifices they made.
The twisted nature of human was such that it sees only what is beneficial for them. Archer saw the glory he would bring. Not the darkness that reflects off that shiny coat.
"And what if your sacrifice doesn't work?" She asked.
Archer raised his eyebrows in defiance. "I have made enough preparation."
"I am not a mage with lots of powers. I haven't mastered the elements yet. I cannot help you break the curse."
"Don't try to lie." He threatened.
His dirty shoes stepped over the cold floor. The muffled footsteps reached her and suddenly, Primrose's hair was pulled back. The alrea
