It’s Magic

Sixteen long months of sitting under waterfalls and contemplating existence had passed before Yarnus the wizard said, “I have taught you all I can. You must travel to the Lilloran Valley and face what lies there. Then your training will be complete.”

“Thank you, Master,” said Gilder.

“Take this magical food with you. I have cast a spell on it so that you will recover your strength once you eat it.”

“So . . . you cast a spell on food to make it act like food?”

“Also take this magical sword that kills things when you sufficiently cut them with the sharp end.”