[WARNING: This chapter contains R-18 scenes.]
"Yes, Master. You left us so many, so I figured I should use them," Amene replied.
She aimed with the bow and pulled the bowstring back. Her cheery aura suddenly changed. She became solemn and quiet. It was unlike her usual personality.
"Nyaa." Amene whispered and released her hold of the bowstring.
The bowstring glowed a bright red color and propelled the arrow forward. It sent a torrent of mana into the arrow and coated it with a hard shell of mana.
*FWOOSH!*
The arrow sliced the air and created a thin and straight red line.
*BOOM!*
The arrow traveled faster than the eye could see and hit a small red sand dune in the distance. The sand shot up into the air and rained down.
"Great! What do you want to call it?" Lawrend asked.
"This bow is amazing, Master! I want to use it more before I can find an appropriate name for it," Amene replied.
