Before Louis could react, Denvor stomped his right foot violently onto the floor. He bit the tips of his index fingers until they were covered in blood and reached for the space between Louis' eyebrows.
"Release!"
Once Denvor's bloody fingertips touched his skin, Louis felt as if some kind of energy had been forced out of his body. There was a boom, and his mind immediately regained clarity.
At that moment, in the luxurious private room at the club, Serenity violently coughed up a mouthful of blood. Her face twisted into a wicked expression as she turned to look out the window.
"Orthodox magic? I didn't expect an expert to come to the rescue!"
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