He fought until he was left with a drop of energy. But he was losing too much blood. Even in that heat, his body was turning cold quicker than he expected.
In the end, his weak body dropped to the ground and his tired eyes were staring at the witches who took away Veronica.
'I'm really pathetic' he thought. 'I cannot save anyone I want to protect.'
Catherine's smiling face came into his view. Afterward, he slowly closed his eyes.
After Darius found him, he carried Sebastian to the nearest camp and put him in bed.
Felix called Merlin. Merlin dropped all his work and went to check up on Sebastian. He carefully inspected the patient and sighed in relief.
"He is alive but he's very weak," he commented. "Darius, dress his wounds."
"On it!" Darius brought some clean clothes to dress Sebastian's wounds.
Merlin used magic to heal his deep wounds.
