"Is that so? Then show me," Lucien said, his expression brimming with interest.
"Yes. I can now cast these witchcrafts directly through the power of my bloodline, but I don't know the exact models. However, Lucien, if you are interested, maybe you could study my blood..."
Carly said this while puffing up her small chest, seemingly looking for a suitable target.
"Just aim for that chair," Lucien said, extending a hand to gently press down the corners of his mouth, which he was struggling to control, and gave Carly an exact target.
"Okay!" Carly swung her hand excitedly, and suddenly a hazy moonlight condensed and formed into a crescent moon that began to spin rapidly, tracing a beautiful arc in mid-air.
Under Carly's control, the crescent moon precisely swept past the chair, which served as the imaginary enemy, leaving an incredibly smooth cut on the wooden chair.
