Liu Zhenhan's memory was always reliable. He remembered that the large water-element magic, which had annihilated all the Dark Elves in the blink of an eye, was summoned by this Pigiel mage despite his frailty.
"Warriors of the Western Lands, please tell me... what is wrong with my apprentice?" The human man gently stroked the Pigiel's face, asking Liu Zhenhan with a mournful expression.
"He... he is beyond saving" Suddenly, Liu Zhenhan felt a lump developing in his own throat.
"What?" The travelers' faces turned instantly pale, and they tottered before regaining their balance.
"The Life Spring." Sighed Liu Zhenhan. "The Dark Elf Clan possesses the Life Spring. They used tricks to lure you near the spring, and this Pigiel Mage drank that dreadful water."
The travelers fell silent.
