As soon as the words were spoken, the snake pattern on the bow seemed to come alive, bursting with intense Spirit Light, resonating with the serpentine battle scars writhing on Boslake's arms.
All the power was infused, drawing an unprecedented arc, the bowstring tightened, emitting a hoarse sound as if a venomous snake was coiled in defiance.
In the brief moment of charging, the shadow swooped down, but at this instant, a heavy arrow shot into the sky, carrying with it all of Boslake's power and unwavering determination.
If one's inspiration was high enough, they might see a serpent shape formed by spiritual light winding around that heavy arrow; at the moment of impact, it seemed like a giant serpent was biting into the shadow.
Instantly, an imperceptible force exploded, causing the previously diving shadow to let out a grievous wail, flapping its wings again and dragging that heavy arrow straight into the air.
Survived...
