"What do you mean?"
Luca looked at Luna in surprise to which Lulu groaned, waving a hand dramatically.
"He used to be one." She said with an exaggerated sigh. "Back when Mana still existed. He was an amazing healing mage then—powerful spells, glowing hands, all that shiny holy nonsense."
"Everyone admired him. Even the women who couldn't stand the male elves respected him back then."
"It's true." Luna nodded reluctantly. "Back in the old days, he was known throughout the land as one of the greatest healers. But when Mana dispersed, his magic stopped working."
"And without Mana, his healing spells were useless and overnight, he lost everything that made him special."
Luca nodded slowly, understanding.
"And everyone thought that would be the end of him." Luna continued. "He lost his position, his followers, even his reputation."
"But then...he made a surprising comeback."
Lulu snorted, crossing her arms. "Oh yes. The miracle recovery."
