Leon's dark hair whipped around his face and he felt like he was caught in the middle of a storm.
"Ugh..." He winced as he felt the mana contained within the curse mark bite his skin. In the next moment, he undid his transformation, allowing his true form to appear.
By now, he had already unraveled half of the spell, but the second half was more deeply woven, as if it had already been merged with Nasir's soul.
'If I can't use my own power to do this, then I will borrow power from elsewhere!' Leon decided and split his attention slowly. He did not divert too much focus, or else the spell would have blown up in his face, but he diverted enough so that he could focus on one of his other Titles.
The Title,
