"How would you know it won't work if you don't try?"
"No need to try." As Reeves spoke, his gaze shifted behind Angel—to a dazzling orange-red lake of lava.
Yet what Reeves was watching was not the lava lake, but the strange patterns that continuously leapt from it.
Deep sorrow filled Reeves's eyes. "Even if I truly could be saved, there wouldn't be much point. Besides, most of my body has already assimilated with the parasite. This assimilation is like Mether, the Goddess of Spring—it is irreversible."
In the Wizarding World, half-treeified feathered women had a special designation: Mether, the "Goddess of Spring."
By using Mether as an example, Reeves was really saying that he had already become "half-mushroomified," with no possibility of salvation left.
Perhaps because they had touched upon salvation, Reeves temporarily set aside what he had meant to say about the ruins and began by speaking of his current condition.
After hearing Reeves's account of his present state, Angel's face was full of astonishment.
This story was truly difficult for Angel to believe. Putting aside what Reeves had experienced in the ruins, the changes that had occurred after Miying possessed him were simply beyond Angel's imagination.
Reeves had inhaled the Jade-Green Light Mist and been controlled by Miying. At first, he had gone mad, lost his reason, and been filled with the urge to attack everything around him.
During that period of madness, Reeves destroyed many mushrooms, so Blair the bee trapped him in a barren ridge.
And that barren ridge was where they were now standing.
At first, this place had not been a lava lake, but parched earth. After Reeves was trapped here, unable to control himself in his madness, he began continuously casting fire spells at his surroundings.
He was an elemental fire wizard.