"I will be putting off my mana shield, so you are on your own," said Bowen, causing a shock to ripple through Shira and Diana.
"Then who is going to protect the princess?" asked Diana, her expression filled with shock.
"As you see, just standing here won't do. I must go out to attack. So, princess, you are in charge of defense." Bowen proclaimed, his voice carrying a solemn urgency.
"But...but Rudy, my ice magic is only F-rank. It's ineffective on D-rank beasts," Helplessness clung to her words.
"Then use the other." Bowen suggested, his tone firm.
"Huh?"
"Your magic threads..."
"Ah...that...that...NOOO! No, I won't..." she denied vehemently
Just as they were talking, the attacks became fierce. Bowen's mana shield couldn't stand for even a second.
"I CAN'T HOLD OUT, PRINCESS! PLEASE MAKE UP YOUR MIND...!" shouted Bowen.
She gulped, shuddered, but she knew there is no other way now.
