Estelle became puzzled. At the same time, she was frantic. With her left leg, she tried to kick the man with her hardest force, but it wouldn't loosen up his hold.
The man's toothy grin was creepy, instilling fear into your heart.
"This is what you get for snooping around in other people's business," The man said, charging his hand with mana and rendering Estelle in tears in mere seconds.
Akin to electrocution, strong currents of the man's filthy mana seeped into her.
A poison. That was what she wanted to describe the foreign element as. A corrosive material.
[Impossible.] Estelle realized the severity of the matter.
This disgusting mana, she would recognize it in a flash.
Black Magic. Those who wielded Black Magic had a distinctive stench to them.
Although her body was able to withstand the attack, Estelle still felt discomforted.
Her body repelled the Black Magic away.
Even so, it didn't change the fact that her magic was sealed away somehow.
