With all the power in the world, he could create anything he desired, do anything he could conceive, but he couldn't save one friend that had been within arms reach of him for such a long time. Joe could barely stand, he had been beaten, smashed, thrown, kicked, slammed, taunted, shot... twice! His body had had enough for now, it took most of what he had at this point just to stand up, but his mind was on fire. Thankfully Eragon had left this plane of existence otherwise even a mind barrier would have had trouble blocking the overwhelming thought of failure and misery Joe felt there.
"I... *sniffly gasp* I'm so sorry! I should have done more! I... I..." Joe could barely speak, his legs trembling.