Leon's POV
Both Moriarty and the Prince were already down, sprawled across the ruined ground, and from the looks of it, they were finally unconscious.
For a moment, I just stood there, letting the silence settle in. The aftermath of the fight stretched around me, from the broken stone, cracked earth, and scattered debris marking where everything had gone wrong for them. It still felt a little surreal.
With the transformation, it didn't even take weeks like I originally expected. Just a few hours, and they were already out cold. That alone said a lot about how much things had changed for me. Because of that, I managed to keep the overall damage from spiraling too far out of control. Sure, the place was still wrecked, no denying that, but it could have been worse. Way worse.
