Walker placed a hand on Gils' shoulder. He knew that Gil had been bonding with the bow more and more every day. It was clear that it had reached a point that even he had not expected it to.
What Gil is conveying is, how would you feel to be trapped and need to hope that someone else provided you with mana?"
Walker paused while the kings who were a little shaken by Gils' outburst thought. When he continues he decided to be a little more held back, " When we were with the elves we learned that the elemental spirits can freely influence elemental mana of their type. If they can do this, wouldn't it be wise to speak with them and work together with the spirit smiths to make a weapon? Then maybe someone wouldn't need to burn away their soul to fuel a weapon?"
