Aella lifted her bow up, pointed at an angle, took a deep breath, and her body started glowing green. Her eye flashed with an emerald green magic, and her mana rumbled like a starting engine.
She pulled the bowstring, and the muscles of her arms tensed, pulling back like steel cables under tension as a strange dark green arrow appeared out of nowhere on the bow.
Those with keen eyes could feel it, the humming of wind magic, the rumble of the spirits' will, pushing back against the world. Whatever Aella was doing, that arrow was inherently a spirit weapon.
Arad could see Zephyr dancing inside his stomach. She did her best to give Aella as much mana as possible without hurting her. The result was going to be horrifying.
