It isn't that the spells don't help Martel - it's just that the vicious resonating backlash of a broken spell is something that goes beyond an injury, an unavoidable consequence of the practise of sorcery that another spell layered over can do little for. He'll have a bad night and tomorrow he'll wish he was dead, but he'll be fine; for the time being, Bethany's magic returns to him the strength he'd exhausted in these efforts so far, but not the focus or lack of mind-altering pain required to do more than allow her to manipulate him to the purpose.

Still, through the roaring of his own blood in his ears, he hears enough from Galadriel to struggle with it, his fingers clenching erratically in an effort to force himself through it to do as she bids.