My name is ...

"Owww!" Groaned Darca.

"Quit acting like a child and stay still." Tess, one of the female elves with white shirt, spoke, rubbing a plant on Darca's injuries while he was seated in the ground with his back resting on a tree and the scythe Luminis gave him on his lap.

"S- Sorry."

"It's okay… there I'm done." Tess has tied the ointment on his arm and now sat on the ground like everyone else, who were in deep thoughts.

"What now? Do we just wait until the traveler comes back and gives us the signal? Or do we run?" Another female elf spoke, she had long red hair and multiple of the kid elves seemed to be attracted to her.

"Run?" Darca utterred,

"Well I mean, these are demons we are talking about, they are incredibly strong, Lady Elixa admitted to it herself… and the traveler…"

"Is not someone you should underestimate." Garion chimed in, cutting the red haired elf off as they all looked at him.

"If you lose faith now, then everything he's doing for us will essentially be meaningless…. The least we can do is believe it will work out".

"Yes but I don't like this one bit." Darca utterred, looking at the scythe in his hands,

He continued,

"Making an outsider fight for us, not once but twice… it's pitiful, we are elves, it's no wonder we are weak… if only, we were born as something else…." He gritted his teeth in frustration.

"It was either we swallow our pride, or watch our people die, I don't know about you, but I don't want to lose anyone else." Tess uttered, her gaze fixed on the sky.

"Yeah but still…." Darca couldn't help but feel utterly helpless in the situation they found themselves in.

"Hiki, is there going to be another fight?" One of the kids asked the older woman sitting close to them.

Her eyes widened a bit, but she was quick to force out a smile as she replied, "Don't worry, mr traveler is sending the bad people away… i…hope." She hugged him, a worried expression on her face.

Darca, watching the scene play out in front of him, found his resolve again, gripping the scythe tightly, he swore to himself to protect everyone even if it meant sacrificing himself.

And then….

Tess suddenly sensed something, her eyes widened as she looked at her family sitting a bit far from where she was.

"Sarah! Leave there now!!!" She screamed, standing up from the ground to run towards them.

Everyone was confused, but on guard, one by one they began to rise to their feets, but it was already too late.

Charging out of the bushes were five demons, who immediately gripped about four elves by the neck and pinned them to the ground.

"Bastard!!!" Tess yelled, not halting her movement as she pulled out a short blade,

"Such a loud creature."

Her eyes widened in shock when she heard the voice, she looked to the side while in mid run, only to see another demon standing beside her.

Without any words, the demon sent a slap to her cheeks, which caused her to lose her balance, as she was falling to the ground, the demon gripped her by the hair and pulled her up.

Tess moaned in pain, her legs dancing helplessly in the air as she tried to free herself from the grip of the demon.

But it was all in vain,

The demon wasted no time in dishing out a fitting punishment, he punched her stomach, sent a knee to her face.

The rest of the elves who had retreated behind Darca watched in horror as a member of their family was being smacked and bruised, while the others were struggling on the ground.

"Let her go!!!" A short male elf yelled, wanting to dash forward to help her, but Darca immediately pulled him back.

"Stay where you are!!! We can't afford to lose another person, I'll fix this, just don't move, no one will leave my side!!!" Darce yelled, trying to calm the rest despite the fear that was building on his face.

"Ahahahahahahaha! See that, even your own friends are abandoning you, elves are such pitiful creatures." A demon spoke, his hand around the neck of an elf he caught.

Darca gritted his teeths,

'What do I do?! I'm weak… I can't win against them… but I can't also just watch as my family is getting beaten up... why… why am I so weak!'.

"Oi! Don't pass out on me, I haven't even gotten started, after all the stress I had to go through to find you." The man holding Tess spoke, looking at her already damaged face.

"R..Run…Darca…" Tess managed to let out.

Darca looked to the ground, a helpless crazy look on his face, almost like he was going numb with so many decisions weighing down on his mind.

'Should I just run away with the rest? … No, yes, that works, where would we even go… I need to fight here… power, that's what I need, power, power to slay the bastards before me!!!'.

§ YOU SEEK POWER DO YOU NOT.§

Darca's eyes widened upon hearing the voice, slowly raising his head, he noticed he was in a different place.

One filled with darkness and nothing else, just an empty void, but right in front of him, was a figure, taking the form of a kid with horns and tattoos.

"H…ow… did i…"

§Do you wish to be strong? I can see you do, but yet you doubt even after my master has blessed you with the tool you need.§

"What are you talking about?"

§ You need not worry, since my master entrusted me to you, as long as you hold me in your very hands, whenever you call me name, I will always give you my power, something you so desperately seek.§

"Wait… the traveler…" Darca utterred, looking at the scythe in his hands.

§Traveler? Hahahah, sounds about right, I cannot show myself, as my master doesn't know I exist, that said… you better not disappoint him when you are using me, I want nothing but the finest performance§

Derca was quiet for a while, slowly he looked at the scythe, "You said… all I have to do is call your name?".

§Precisely§

"And… What is your name?"

§My name, is…§