It's really a little of the original power, and I can't withstand it now, the little girl thought.
Othella raised the divine God Sacrificial Branch, the blazing flames entwined the branch, dispersing the moisture on it, transforming it back into a Flaming Bow.
She placed a Flame Arrow on the bow, the arrow tail connecting to a bright thin line, each wrapped by the Light of the Star Soul composing Fire Elements, with every line pulling a Purgatory Spirit.
Gathering momentum, the arrow was released, the Flame Arrow swiftly shot out, trailing behind a sparkle of starlike firelight.
The first arrow struck Lady Hestia's chest, immediately followed by the impact of a dense Arrow Rain.
Just as water drops gather to form a river, the power of these young girls alone could not possibly shake the mountain-like Giant Beast even if they all unleashed the flame, but there were dozens of them, and the continuous fire rain was a force not to be underestimated.
