Leon stood up curiously. "How do I experience it?"
"Like this!" The Ancient One suddenly struck with her palm, aiming straight for Leon's chest.
Leon instinctively twisted aside to dodge.
The Ancient One's palm missed, and she immediately followed with another strike.
Leon instinctively dodged again, avoiding it once more.
The Ancient One withdrew her hand helplessly. "Don't move. With your speed and reflexes, I wouldn't be able to hit you before nightfall."
"Sorry, my body moved on its own. Are you going to use Astral Projection on me? Go ahead, I'm ready!"
Leon puffed out his chest. He had wanted to experience magic for a long time.
The Ancient One struck again, this time landing solidly on Leon's chest.
A wondrous sensation immediately welled up within Leon.
He felt as though he were about to break free from some kind of restraint.
Yet a few seconds later, he blinked at the Ancient One before him. "Hasn't it started yet?"
"It's already over. Your physical body is too strong, and some peculiar ability is protecting your consciousness. Your soul is exceptionally stable, so I'll need to use more force," The Ancient One explained.
Leon froze for a moment.
A peculiar ability? Was she referring to his world-traveling ability, Gene Self-Locking Ability, or the Resident Evil Authority?
He did not dwell on it.
Because the Ancient One had already pressed her palms together and begun gathering power.
Mordo, who had been standing nearby the entire time, stared in astonishment.
Looking at Leon, the corner of his mouth twitched. It was his first time seeing someone who could render the Sorcerer Supreme's spell ineffective.
Cosmic energy surged between the Ancient One's palms. Several seconds later, she struck again, her expression far more serious.
This time, Leon's soul was instantly knocked out of