Zel looked down slightly, "I'm afraid I have to apologize again," he said. "My magic's been getting a lot weaker lately. If it were at its full strength, you probably wouldn't still be bedridden right now. I couldn't help very much." This had been bugging Zel. It seemed he was the only one here who could even use magic and he still couldn't do anything. He was feeling more and more useless as a sorcerer as his spells continued to weaken.