"Hoarding? Hmmph! Spending, spending all. Why do you think the crystal broke, hmm? Spent, spent until all the surplus ran dry, then tried to spend more. The magic ran low. The effects began to fray. Then-"

She drops the tool dramatically to the ground so it clatters and echoes in the cave.

"Idiot boy. All magic has limits, even he should know. Myrta tells him. Myrta warns him."