"I don't know," Neville muttered, still spell casting at an astonishing pace. "It's like he's been hit by a truck at full speed. His body is mangled ... and his energy seems to be fracturing. I - I can't explain it. What has caused this? His body has been overloaded by whatever it is, but I don't know if he can take it. We need Enola. Right now. I don't think I hold him on my own."