Selina Pendragon's companions looked at one another. "What kind of magic is this? Those magical creatures aren't illusions... they actually exist?"
"Wizet, is this magic difficult to learn?" Selina Pendragon asked even more directly. "Could I learn it?"
"I only just thought of using it this way," Wizet said. "I can barely put it into practical use, so I'm not very proficient with it yet."
"As for a more concise way of casting it... I haven't figured that out yet. I'll need some time to refine it."
"Only just thought of using it this way..." Selina Pendragon rubbed her brow, feeling another headache coming on. They were such common words—so why did they suddenly sound so unfamiliar?
"Barely put it into practical use?" Something occurred to her, and she looked at the box Wizet was carrying. "So... you just learned it from that madwoman?"
"That's right!" Wizet nodded, raising his wand and sending out ripples of silver-blue magical energy to check for enemies hiding nearby.
After confirming that none had slipped through the net, he said to Selina Pendragon's companions, "Please leave some people behind to move the Muggles out of the Paris Region. We're heading elsewhere."
Wizet and the others appeared on another street. Repeating the same method, Wizet summoned several magical creatures again and sent them to attack the Isaiah Society members and their magical creatures.
"This is really efficient. It's rare to have things this easy..." One companion stretched lazily, his tone teasing. "Selina, don't you think?"
Selina Pendragon raised an eyebrow and shot him a sidelong glance. "If I made you retire and go home, wouldn't every day be this 'easy'? I guarantee you'd have plenty of free time!"
"Please don't do that!" The companion took a step back and waved his hands repeatedly. "That kind