Razeal nodded his head slowly, as though the weight of Zara's explanation had finally settled inside him.
"I see… I see," he murmured. The logic was harsh, almost absurd, but it made sense in its own way. Perhaps it really did explain why his bone had been cut through. Still, part of him refused to accept it fully. Did it truly make sense that a single strike from that little fairy could slice an entire empire in half? The image itself was insane. And yet, when framed under Zara's reasoning, it didn't seem impossible anymore. Disturbing, yes.. but not impossible in sense ofc.
He pushed that thought aside and lifted his gaze back toward her. "So… will you teach me how to reattach my boness myself.. To control obsidian agony now?" he asked, his tone shifting into something more hopeful, almost casual. "I might be able to do it now. I have dark mana too."
