Fate shot the god a glare. "There was a way to explain that more gently, but yes, Xiviyah, even your magic. Your mana is hopelessly entangled with the divinity. Taking it means severing all of those threads and breaking every channel. Like the veins of a severed limb, there will be no easy way to close what has been opened. Your mana and your strength will bleed from what remains of your soul, emptying until only a void remains. You will lose the Oracle of Eternity, your resistance, even the ability to understand the mortal languages of Enusia. And you will lose your mana. All of it."
"Forever?" I clasped my hands to my chest, already knowing the emptiness she described. It wouldn't be the first time I'd been severed from my mana, but... forever? "I could learn to use True Mana, couldn't I? I could start from the beginning again?"
She didn't answer immediately, and when she did, it was with a long, tired sigh.
