"It's over,"  Leon mumbled as the hail of ice and the fists of fire overcame their enemy, watching in amazement as Urgot began to flail until his voice shifted that to a normal one, his voice pleading for them to stop.  At that point, he tried to reach out to Sam, as apparently was her name as he heard from Urgot, and Claire, urging them to cease and desist from their assault.  However, before he could call out their names, a sudden cloud of fatigue settled in every nerve, every muscle, and every bone in his system.  Like a car whose battery was shot, Leon sputtered before his knees gave way as he toppled back from the wall, falling to the pit of earth and stone below.  Luckily, his form only vanished a few seconds after he hit the stones, which prevented any major damage, but as soon as he did revert back to normal, Leon struggled to breathe for air.  He wheezed as if he had asthma, his chest rising and falling rapidly before he finally got a hold of himself.  "I need to escape,"  Leon mumbled before he, after a struggle, propped himself up against a pile of debris.  He examined his arms, chest, and legs, noting the acid stains from Urgot.  He can't get far away from the scene, but he would have to try.

Or, maybe not.  He was done running anyway.  If he remained here, he would get to the bottom of these events.

[i]Well done, Leon.[/i]

"Yorick?"  he mumbled, eyes half-closed in fatigue.

[i]Who knew that you were easily manipulated?[/i]

"W-What are you talking about?"

[i]Surely, you realized by now that your bloodlust did not come from you, but from me.  With all the mess you've created, there will be perilous consequences.  The quiet life you wanted is no more.[/i]

"I thought...  we were...  friends?"

[i]My only allegiance is to the Shadow Isles, and if I have to pretend to be your ally, then, so be it.  I serve a master higher than you, and I will do everything to be rid of you.[/i]

"Damn,"  Leon coughed as the voices faded away.  "I think we screwed up big time."