The baby beat him within an inch of his life.
Even while it was hitting him, Noel was whining inwardly about how silly it must look. He raised his hands, trying to ward it off, and even used a few spells that sent it flying to the side…but each time, it returned with even more strength, and soon, he realized that he should stop putting up resistance if he didn't want it to get stronger.
By the time it was done, he was a moaning mess on the ground. The pain was weird, though. It was almost as if he was feeling it second hand. He had heard of this phenomenon: it occurred when the degree of suffering got to a level that a consciousness was able to shield it automatically, but that didn't mean that it helped entirely. Noel was in more agony than he had ever felt in his life, before, tears leaking out of his eyes as he begged for the baby to stop.