Ning returned to Emma and Umbra with the young, wounded boy in his arm. Emma’s eyes immediately widened in horror when she saw the state that the boy was in. She quickly felt the wrist on his left arm and knew that he was alive.

“Thank god,” she said quietly. “What happened?” “Bandits,” Ning asked simply. “Bandits?” Emma asked with a frown on her face. “And you dealt with them?”

“Yeah, punished the ones that were after him and killed the rest,” Ning said. “I couldn’t save his village though. Everyone was dead by the time I got there.”

“How awful!” Emma couldn’t help but say. She could feel anger boiling in her heart, and it made her even more angry remembering the fact that there was never anything she could do about it.

She could never hurt anyone. That was a curse for her in moments like these.

“Heal him already,” Emma said. “Why is he still hurt? Oh god, he’s even missing an arm.”

Ning placed the young boy on the floor, laying him down on the thick grass in the forest, next to the road.

“Actually, I wanted you to heal him,” Ning said.

Emma paused. “What?” she looked up at Ning. “I heal him?” “Yeah,” Ning said.

Emma looked confused. “But I don’t know how to do it. I don’t have Qi or Mana,” she said.

“But you have Pure Energy,” Ning said. “But I don’t know how t—”

“You do,” Ning said. “It’s all about your intention. Let your energy know what you want to do and it will do it.”

Emma’s face turned to a frown. “You should heal him, papa,” she said. “I can’t guarantee I can do it correctly.”

“It’s alright,” Ning said. “Just do your best.”

Emma worried still. She looked at the young man who was so young and found herself wanting to help him, but she couldn’t. She just couldn’t. “I don’t know if I have enough energy,” she said. “I spent most of it in that artifact you asked me to make earlier today.”

“Emma!” Ning said in a somewhat annoyed manner. “Heal him already. If you fail, I will fix it. Don’t worry and just do it.”

“He won’t feel any pain?” she asked.

“He is unconscious,” Ning answered. “I doubt he will feel anything for a while now.”

“And my energy?” she asked. “After this, I’ll run out completely. What do I do then?”

“Didn’t you want a normal life, where you wanted to be a normal girl without any powers aside from what everyone else had?” Ning asked. “This is your opportunity now. Give up what you have and you can achieve it. For now, heal this young man.”

Emma finally nodded. She knelt down before the wounded young man and looked over at the young man more carefully now.

The missing arm was what she had to focus on for sure, but there were other locations where he was wounded as well. There were scratches on his forehead, a cut on his cheek, and some wounds on his neck.

His left hand was bloody as well, the skin on his palm scraped away.

Emma felt sad for the young man and quickly took a deep breath, trying to get her emotions out of the situation. She needed a calm mind for what she was going to have to do the next task.

She had practice in converting her energy to Unique energies. Matter was of little difficulty. What she needed to focus on was remembering how the human body was. She needed to remember the bones, the muscles, the blood, the nerves, the sinew, the connective tissues, the skin. Since she was going to focus on just the right arm, leaving the rest of the injuries for her father to deal with, she needed to make the nails as well.

Fortunately, there weren’t any organs that she had to make in the right arm.

She tried to heal him with her arms hovering on top of the young man but that did little to give her any confidence. Instead, she placed her palm shoulder on the young man, right next to where the arm had been ripped out from. She took another deep breath and released it.

Her eyes opened and a soft glow erupted from her palm, some of it leaking outside, but most of it entering the young man’s body. The pure energy held her sole intention at the moment.

Create a new arm.

The muscle suddenly grew out of the young man’s arm, and within it, the bone grew. It grew out with connective tissues holding the overall shape together. First, it grew to the elbow, then to the wrist. From there, the palm and the five fingers grew.

Bones, muscles, nerves, everything grew at once, nothing coming before, nothing coming after. Emma didn’t have enough knowledge to do it one at a time. She only remembered what she saw when most limbs were regrown and simply followed that intention.

The boy’s arm grew completely as Emma pushed all of her internal energy into it. She hadn’t realized it just yet, but she had even taken the Essence in her core and converted it into Pure Energy before converting that into matter for the young man’s arm.

She stepped back, surprisingly tired for some reason. “I did it,” she said and paused for a moment before looking at her father “Didn’t I?” Ning looked at the young man, a curious smile on his face. “I’m not sure,” he said. “You might have gone beyond even.”

Emma got curious now. “What does that mean?” she asked.

“Nothing,” Ning said, quickly bringing his arm over the boy’s body. With but a thought, the rest of the wounds were instantly healed, with nothing problematic remaining in his body at all.

The boy now seemed no different from any other boy who was sleeping peacefully, as if his world hadn’t turned upside down just an hour ago.

Ning let him have his few hours of peace.