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The children are infants. They cannot be more than five years living.
The orc chieftain is bellowing. “If you do not produce the knight, I will kill these children right now! Produce him or watch your infants die!”
What could he possibly be talking about?I step forward, pushing past more humans.
And that is when the orcs see me.
Their eyes widened with shock and disgust, I think. The orc chieftain lowered his sword, and the blades at the children’s necks dropped … to my relief.
The words I speak next spill from my mouth without my consent. I certainly have never thought of any such words before.
“How cowardly are you? That you threaten children to get their parents to do your bidding? How cowardly is it that you cannot simply find this knight on your own? Why rely on the humans when you have resources to find the knight? Resources that they do not have.”
The words come out in a snarl, and anger burns in my chest.
“You’re an abomination,” the chieftain replies. His chest heaves and falls quickly, heavily. “You’re an abomination of our enemy, a dark elf.”
I roll my eyes.
They certainly aren’t going to listen to me.
Sometimes, there is some benefit to being a berserker demon.
The anger in my chest encourages my body to stretch, to harden. It helps my muscles swell, and strength flows through them.
And then I go berserk.
I grab the three orcs closest to me and smash them into one another. I whirl around, grabbing a sword and beheading two more.
I only stop when the orc chieftain and his closest guards have fled.
Then I turn to the human villagers.
I’m still breathing heavily.
“Do not fear me,” I say. My voice is raspy. Hoarse. “I’m here to protect you. I’m your savior.”
My hand goes to my mouth as I realize what I have just said. It must be the magic that pulled me here!
Some dark sorcery is clearly at play here.
The human villagers turned to one another, muttering to themselves. I can feel their fear and distrust in the air.
It’s so palpable that I can actually taste it.
I still don’t understand why I said what I said. I do not care for humans. I do not mind their deaths in the slightest.
They are parasites in my eyes.
Once they were sure that I was not going to attack them, the humans started turning away. The children who were to be killed by the orcs ran crying to their parents.
And that is when I see her.
She must be the fairest thing I have ever seen. Thick black hair crowning a fair face.
And sparkling, liquid green eyes, smoldering like jewels above a perfect mouth.
She sees me staring unabashedly, and shame courses through me. But I cannot help it.
