The cloaked figure's thoughts spun in chaos.
'Three-layered magic… cast instantly?' Her breath caught as her eyes narrowed. 'That's only possible for a Fourth Stage Mage. But no… I can't feel that level of power from him. His aura is no stronger than Stage Three. Then how… what is going on?'
Her lips pressed tight.
She initially thought he was bluffing about his stage, but when she saw him using the three-layered magic... that's only possible for those who reached the fourth stage.
Could Dracula not be bluffing?
But still, she couldn't sense any kind of difference from him.
Was he pretending to be stronger than he was?
Then, another voice echoed inside her mind,
'Pseudo Stage Four?'
The words made her flinch. She raised her head and found Dracula staring directly at her. His crimson eyes glowed with dreadful intensity, as if he stopped whatever thing that tried to enter his mind.
Dracula's lips moved slowly, deliberately. "What a troublesome ability you have."
