Lesser of two Evils

Everyone was on the ground. Everyone except Ning. 

Be they old or young, man or woman, the tragedy befell all. Hundreds of people in the entire marketplace were starting to change. 

Scales, fangs, horns, hooves, tusks, tails— All sorts of changes were appearing on the humans that were on the ground, screaming in pain. 

Ning looked at them all with a pained expression. He wanted to help, but he had no idea what to do. 

He had asked the system for help, but even helping individually would cost him a lot of energy. To save these many people, he didn't have enough. 

Not only that, he needed to save the energy right now since he was low on it anyway. After making his body and creating a book for Ely, he had just a little more than a Trillion energy right now.