Pien couldn’t hide her astonishment.

Lona.
She had lost her foundational succubus powers, becoming an ordinary human with no magical abilities.
A blank slate, so to speak.

And yet, what was this?

Lona was suddenly wielding mana.
Not only that, but the mana wasn’t insignificant in quantity. It carried an unusually mild nature, far removed from the chaotic energy typical of her former succubus self.

"A priest?"

Pien instinctively thought of the ascetics from their church.

This sacred energy.
Had her eyes been closed, she might have mistaken it for the healing touch of a priest …