The Royal Family isn't safe?
I stood beside the bed on which Lana lay, her eyes tightly shut, her face contorted in pain. I could feel the constant stream of curse energy emanating from her eyes, and I knew that the only way to cure her was to purge the energy using [Purification Magic].
Mana was a producer of cursed energy, but not all cursed energy were products of mana.
"I'm going to attempt to purge the curse energy," I explained to the others gathered around the bed.
Jericho nodded solemnly, while Bluestella bit her lip anxiously.
"Is there anything we can do to help?" Arthur asked, his concern evident.
"Just let me concentrate," I replied as I placed my hand on Lana's eyes and closed my own, focusing all my mana on the poisoned energy.
I could feel the curse energy fighting back, trying to overcome my magic, but I persisted, channeling my power to neutralize it. Suddenly, a burst of bright light radiated from Lana's eyes, causing me to quickly withdraw my hand, hoping it had worked.