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.

strong energy that went directly into Bowen's inner core. Barely a few breaths later, Bowen was in significantly less

it was blood that was able to trigger the

on the Spirit Addict Leopard and pulling the bow. All that could be seen was an arrow forming at top speed. The

with you, you

as he let go of

arrow whooshed out, tearing through the air in a brilliant glow like a shooting star as it charged

instinctively. Yet it was nowhere as fast as the arrow and had not even moved much yet before the arrow hit

onto the ground completely.

next second, the arrow turned into a flame that lit the Spirit Addict Leopard's

the Spirit

immensely powerful, it

the prized weapon that had shot down nine suns. Of course, Bowen was unable to unleash the

How powerful...

this the power of the

short at the sight, unable to

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

the gash on