Before this, Carl had used magic spells to attack his enemies, but they barely even hurt the devils and their illusionary beasts. However, he only used the m******e Curse once and it had worked way better than he had expected, so it was little wonder he came up with such a hypothesis. It would take a few more tests to see if his hypothesis was actually correct.
He immediately became excited to try and test his guess. A black mist started swirling around his fingertips as he got ready to cast the m******e Curse again. Just then, Betsy ran over to where he was.
"Carl, how did you do that? That… wasn't magic, right?" Betsy had a look of amazement in her eyes.
Before Carl could explain himself, a blast resounded in their ears. Carl turned to see Dorothy throw something into the ground. It w
