Unrivaled Magecraft
Jett was quiet still, observing and analyzing as he found himself bewildered by his discovery when looking at the transformed elf.
"Jett?" Edith called his name.
"What's up? Lorel is alive–that's a good thing," Cynthia said, placing her hand on the man's shoulder.
The silver-haired man shook his head after the analysis ended, returning his eyes to their natural state, "It's not that, it's just…What kind of ability is that? Never in a million years could I have predicted something like this."
The others seemed curious as to just what it was that the summoner had figured out about the elf's mysterious state.
"Heart of Magic," Jett said.
"What?" Achilles said.
"'Heart of Magic'--Master, you can't mean…?" Beatrice put her hand to her chin, seeming to have a loose idea of what it was.