"I'm a Spirit which a mage summoned after my time of death. Though I would not say I necessarily obey the boy. He had to gain my respect before any of that." He smiled then, showing the fondness of the boy in question. Here he was in this new war after vanishing from one he was about to die in. Archer was a fierce enemy, there was no questioning that much. "I am proud to have him at my side when I ride."

And he missed him already. Just as he missed all who had fought with him in the past. "He has grown a great deal in the few days I have known him."