Chapter 16 - The Battle At The Black Market, Part 2 (7)

Leon's POV

I glanced down at Norman, who was sobbing uncontrollably. Whether those tears were genuine or not, I couldn't care less. He was bleeding profusely from the stumps of his severed limbs, unable to even crawl in his current state.

As much as I wanted to end Norman's life right then and there, I knew I needed him alive. Resurrection magic only worked if the person needed for the ritual was still breathing. So, instead, I delivered a solid punch to his head, enough to knock him unconscious but not to kill him. As soon as I did, the clones he'd conjured melted into the ground like puddles. It seemed his powers couldn't be sustained while he was out cold.

Grabbing Norman by the scruff of his neck like a cat, I closed all of his wounds. I couldn't let him die from his injuries, like Martha had. While I focused on Norman, who now appeared to be peacefully sleeping with his eyes closed, someone approached from behind me.