Why Do You Have This Skill?

"Holy Crow!" Mammon yelled. He leaped towards the old man and pulled his collar. "Why do you have this kind of magic? White magic that is darker than the darkest darkness. How can you have this kind of magic?"

"I-It's from a woman," the Holy Crow said. "I didn't get to see her face or know her name, but she gave it to me. She said that I could make use of it."

"I won't give this back," Mammon said. "I'll be taking this magic. This is not safe."

He let go of the Holy Crow and sighed. "Have you used this before?"

"No," the Holy Crow shook his head gently. "I'm afraid of using it. I even tried to forget I have the power."

"Good," Irus said. He came in between Mammon and the old church leader, seperating them. "I'm sorry. Mammon acted like that because this kind of magic isn't from Terra. This is from another realm."