The ultimate husband

Yet the Spirit Addict Leopard did not pay Bowen any mind, continuing in its attack on Veron.

All that could be seen was Veron being forced to retreat further and further back, and it was obvious that she was not going to be able to hold on for much longer. What was she going to do?

Bowen was beside himself with nerves at the sight. To think that he, a great Raksasa warrior, would need the protection of his beloved lady. How was he even a man at all?

At the thought, Bowen wanted to stand up. Yet he had been injured far too severely and had barely gotten up before he had fallen down again.

All at once, Bowen spat a mouthful of blood that landed on the Sunset Bow in a fit of his nerves, dyeing it red.

He was useless, wasn't he...

Bowen gritted his teeth, cursing to himself over and over again. He could not help the woman of his dreams in the face of danger, and that was more agonizing than a man could take.

Yet just then, Bowen could feel a force coming out of the Sunset Bow in his grasp as the bow began to emit a brilliant glow.

Could... could this be because of his blood?

Bowen stopped short, staring blankly at the Sunset Bow in shock and joy.

into Bowen's inner core. Barely a few

it was blood that was able to

unspeakable emotion. He stood up, locking his gaze on the Spirit Addict Leopard and pulling the bow. All that could be seen was an arrow forming at

with you, you lowly

bloodshot as he

through the air in a brilliant glow like a shooting star as

as the arrow and had not even moved much yet before the arrow hit it square by the temple, its force

onto the ground completely.

second, the arrow turned into a flame that lit the Spirit Addict Leopard's body on fire. Within mere seconds, there

the Spirit

immensely powerful,

one arrow from the Sunset Bow... After all, this had been the prized weapon that had shot down nine suns. Of course, Bowen was unable to unleash the bow's full

How powerful...

power

sight, unable to return to her senses for a

called out excitedly to Bowen, "How did you manage to work the

spoke, Veron clutched at the gash on her shoulder