"It's fairly simple. If your magic is blocked, then surgery is likely required. The 'corckscrew' method, which is fairly safe even if you wouldn't be able to produce even a spark of magic for weeks, is having a surgeon cut off a thin layer of a small organ — well, gland, really — and it should take out whatever is clogging your system." I explained. I had very little medical experience, but I had made it my duty ever since I injured myself with Tesla Cannon to learn medicinal magic. "The 'snap-the-bottle' method would be riskier, but it'd be more effective for short term requirements. A doctor could squeeze that organ, which would cause an immense amount of pain, but it would break up any crusted essence which could be your problem. The 'pressure' idea would require a bit more precise actions of a doctor were to do it. A tiny incision would be cut into the organ and then a burst of energy would be created from within by an external source."
I couldn't tell him about the risk of that last scenario. Depending on how long his tank was clogged, it could be shriveled like a large raisin. A small cut in the Arcolia for a Fallen Angel wouldn't be too risky, but the compact tissue created if it was shriveled would make it much worse. It's the same reason that if you draw a smiley face on a balloon, then inflate it, the face becomes warped. Plus an unhealthy Arcolia would crumble if it was blasted against. That isn't even accounting for the physical pain that would occur. All in all, that method would be insane, but if he wanted to compete, it was his only option.
"My name," I said, after thinking for a little bit, "is Tobias. If you didn't know me personally in Aer, it's unlikely you'll remember. My name was made taboo once I left."