Alex and Archer where indeed station at the Church; if anything they were beginning to devour what contents were in the fridge. "Food is the only thing in life that will lighten any mood, good king. Remember that. Life's gift is the means to devour and appease our pleasures." Archer chuckled, nodding his head a little. "I suppose that is true. Good food and drink are fine to have, but nothing is better than when one is eating upon their home. Triumphing over their victores and reveling in their stories." He shook his head; Alex sighing as he smiled a bit. "I always did wonder, when you were lost during your return home. Tell me, is it true that you fought that-" Archer cleared his throat, nodding a bit. "Burned him in the very eye he had. Left as I mocked him by calling my name. And doing so he cursed me, made my trip last even more agonozing than before. But I was filled with rage and anger, for what he did to my men. Ate them whole in his hands, despite having all the food and drink in his pitiful cave." Archer suddenly stood stil as he felt it, a powerful surge of mana that overrode any command about to be given. Alex hard this as well; as cowl visible as he got up, turning his attention to see... "Ruler. Curses, I suppose plan B will have to do. We won't interfere but..." He smirked, turning to Archer who raised a brow, that smirk turning into a grin. "Nothing was said we couldn't make the battlefield more even if the tide begins to change. Whatever Ruler is here for, we won't get in his way." Archer nodded as he took position back on top of the tower... Food and drink would wait, just like his return home. Ah, sweet Ιθάκη... how he missed his land and his beloved family.