Darius waited by the North-gate, Rea had seemed confused when Darius had said 'Get your things and meet me by the North gate'. He pondered that, and then realized that he had not told her they were not going to go to the eastern building to talk to them. They were really going to go and intercept a small band of scholars with a couple of knights to guard them and keep them safe.<span style="color: #0000FF">Find out more information about the light and the Dark before you go to the Knight captain, I would prefer you to not get in to trouble by telling him you talk to Demons... because they will find out</span>.<br/><br/>The Demon has not lied to him yet so he might as well listen for now, at least he would play along and pretend he trusted the Demon.<span style="color: #0000FF">You have Nothing to fear, Darius You can trust me don't you remember what I said about us being connected? </span>Darius thought on that for a moment.<span style="color: #0000FF">And why would I get you to ask a bunch of Knights and scholars about this? Hmm...? you don't know do you. so why do you not trust me on this one?</span>Darius had been waiting for Rea for but a few moments, he really hoped she was not permanently damaged, or he would most surely blame himself and then have Rea feel sorry for him again... he did not want that, her being such a fool and believing it was her fault made him angry he could not get her to believe him.<br/><br/>He decided to take his anger out on the Rock he was sitting on, he was surprised to find he could crack the rock with each blow. So he hit it more, and more, and more...<span style="color: #0000FF">Now is not that power...</span>. After he heard that, Darius came to his senses, he looked down at the rock he was smashing to pieces there was now 4 distinct pieces of rock on the ground broken of from one another. "whats wrong with me..." he said to himself, hoping no one seen it he put the rock behind a tent, looking down at his fist he realized it was bleeding heavily. "Damn it..." he said to himself, surprised he was not in pain he took of his armor and ripped a black piece of clothing of his shirt. After words he put his armor back on and slipped the ripped material around his fist, letting out a heavy sigh he sat down on the ground. He looked self consciously around him self hoping dearly that Rea had not seen him.<span style="color: #0000FF">Don't resist your nature...</span>The Demon was constantly telling him.<br/><br/>He was not scared of it anymore, the Demon... Darius meant, but he was scared of himself, because instead of Denying it, he knew he was different than he was before and he was terrified that he did not resist the fact that he enjoyed the power. He started to gently cry to himself, because he knew that one day there would be a choice. One of them was power... but he did not know what the other choice was, the tears escalated, he could then start to feel it overwhelming him. He stopped narrowed his eyes, then Brandishing his sword he clenched on to it tightly. He knew that when the time came to make the choice, he might not be strong enough to make it...