The skies split open and the world overturned. For a moment, the Inbetween World gained light. Violet rained down, and the flames that smoldered at the end of all things made themselves known.
An enormous portal took shape, and a spirit on the other side began to struggle.
Leonel was already raining down arrows as though he didn't care whether the Weapon Spirit listened to him or not. However, slowly but surely, with every pluck of the bowstring, a resounding TWANG! echoed, and the Weapon Spirit was pulled closer and closer.
In truth, this wasn't fake. Leonel didn't care very much about the Weapon Spirit. As far as he was concerned, he and his wife could create a stronger weapon given enough time and the proper resources. Though, the latter would be harder to find than he gave it credit for.
However, it was also because of this that he wanted this Weapon Spirit now as a stopgap measure.