In the Middle of Despair
Those bright blue eyes shone with concentration.
Aurdis' hands were at her sides with palms facing Laston as if to keep something from falling apart.
Laston gritted his teeth. His eyes widened with anger and shock.
The waves coming from the three Magic Circles around him felt strange.
The wave seemed to sever his magical power from its source. It felt like Laston was holding his Magic like a thread that had been severed and floating freely in the void.
'What the hell is she doing?'
Laston wondered. But as he asked, the influence of the colorful waves grew. This made his Magic ability disappear even more.
He knew that the Dark Elves had some kind of Magic to seal other creatures' souls.
The strange Magic that Aurdis used seemed similar. But Laston was sure that this wasn't Magic that came from the Dark Elves.
Before his Magic power completely disappeared, Laston used it for something he had prepared for the worst situation.