"I have been silent all this time because I do not want you to worry about my condition. But what Leonard said to me just now is true," Fernando pursed his lips tightly, before finally speaking again. "I lost my enchanter ability. You could assume that I am going to die soon. I am sorry that I only dared to tell you two right now."
Indra could not say anything when he heard Fernando's words just now. His breath hitched. It felt like he was in a dark place, without any light around him. His feet stood at the edge of the abyss, with some pebbles falling down the bottomless abyss.
It seemed, he didn't know much about enchanters. His knowledge of the world of enchanters was far from perfect. He didn't even know whether the loss of the enchanter's ability would endanger the user's life or not. But clearly, judging by the way Fernando conveyed his dark secret it was more than enough to tell him that this was not news any enchanter wanted to hear.
