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Arthur could not see the fire demon or sense it anywhere. He didn't wait around to see if it came back this way, he dashed off to the West. His destination was unknown. A couple of days passed before he spotted any hint at civilization. But now, it had come. In the distance he could make out smoke. Where there was smoke, surely people would be near. This emboldened him and he hastened his pace with new vigor. Surprisingly, he made the long distance in a relatively short time. He did not expect to see what he came upon. In the middle of a vast grassy field, there was a lone hut. Smoke was billowing out of a small hole on top of it. There was a very old, frail man sitting outside it. He didn't seem to take any note of Arthur.

Just when Arthur opened his mouth to speak, the old man cut him off. "I know what you are." he said. "What, how could you possibly..." Arthur had begun to ask. "I know because I can see within you. You're aura isn't hidden either, young one." he said. "Wait just a second, I..." he was interrupted again. "I know who you are. You stink of the Fire Realm but you are not of it. Yet, you can use the very element you escaped from." the Old Man said. "Who are you?" Arthur asked. The Old Man said nothing for a few moments.

"I am your new Master and we will put you to the test." he said.

Arthur was shocked and could not say a word. However, a thought did cross his mind.

I'm forced to kill another. Why does it have to be so?