“You think that because you can cast, you understand what it means to have magic? I was born before the sky knew limits—before our wings were burned. I was a true sorcerer, and now that your game is no longer forcing its clumsy idea of how mana works upon me, I am free to be one again. But not you.” He shook his head in pity. “Poor miserable creature. You’ve been given so much power, but you’re still too bound by the old assumptions to use it, which is why you will never win.”