Cale also had no strength right now.

�Black magic�can be purified.�

A necromancer could purify it.

Mary was relying on her instincts to bring up the memories that were deep inside of her as she started to move.

She then reached her hand toward the black light.

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It happened in a split moment. The back of her hand started to burn the moment it touched the black light.

Mary could feel the tips of her fingers starting to shake.

An immense power was coming to her.

It was something that was stronger than her.

She could feel the true strength of not Honte, but the person connected to Honte.

It was immense.

It was like when she had first met Raon, no, when she had first met Eruhaben.

However, Mary kept her hand out.

< Necromancers are weaker than black mages. >

She recalled the line she read in the book.

< However, we are able to purify their powers. Unfortunately, it comes at a price. >

It was not free.

There was a cost to purify it.

It was the moment Mary saw the back of her hand burning and realized what that price would be.

�Are you crazy?�

She withdrew her hand after a weak hand grabbed her.

A hand that was shaking as it did not have enough strength had grabbed her. Cale started to speak the moment Mary saw the red blood coming out of Cale�s mouth.

�Don�t hurt yourself to do that.� JrNovels.com