Miracles Are Made

The office door swung open with a heavy creak. Fatigue and anguish were etched deeply across Chris’s face, impossible to hide.

“Noah, I’ve got bad news.”

“Again? What is it this time?”

I let out an exaggeratedly loud sigh.

“Demon possession.”

I frowned despite myself.

“Wouldn’t Light Magic be enough to purify him? There are things even I can’t handle.”

—Probably rabies.

Even with my knowledge of modern medicine, once the symptoms appeared, there was no saving him.

“It’s rare for you to say something is beyond you.”...