The magic had… layers. It had several layers and each was complicated. This was not dark magic. This was inherent magic that was part of the person's soul. It was so good that the person could play with it and create layers like a child's play. If this was the capability, Felis couldn't imagine the power source he was near. He thrummed with excitement as all he could think of was how to capture the individual.

Slowly, he peeled the layers of the magic as if he was peeling the layers of onion. And each layer made him bleed. That was the price to pay to tear it off. When...