Adraah watches as her loving husband made way to their son Ethons as the small boy still did not understand what is going on watching the way these two are acting and the feeling in the air that was going around in this room.

“Mom, dad please tell me what is going on.”

“Run! Ethons get out of here as fast as you can.”

Adraah tells him as she throws herself at Utebarr grabbing hold of him tightly in place to prevent him from moving further toward the boy.

“What are you doing stop it and let me go Adraah it has to be done.”

“I won’t let you, Ethons please get away from here.”

Ethons listens this time, getting out of the bed with his new clothes and running past both parents.

“Ethons! No stay, don't go.”

His father says to his son, but it was too late as he pushed the door open in a hurry and ignored his siblings as they tried to talk to him, but Ethons kept going, leaving his home.

“Adraah that is enough.” Utebarr was finally able to get his wife off him, pushing her to the bed.

“No! Utebarr just let him go.”

“You know full well that is not going to happen. They won’t let him live if not done by me then someone else will take the place to do it.”

Utebarr leaves after saying that to his wife giving her something to think about and realizing right then a loved one should do this no matter how painful this could be than to allow another.

“Why must this happen?”

The rest of the children come into the room being at their mother's side asking questions about what is going on.

Yet no answer would come out of the woman only keeping quite a single tear coming down the side of her face. 

At the time Ethons was still running non-stop as his mother told him to do so, leading him out of the village soon and into the forest.

“How long do I have to keep doing this running?” a question he asked himself.

An answer came after Ethons heard the sound of another foot heading on the ground near behind him.

He looked back to see it was his father catching up in quick time given how well this elf man is experienced.

Ethons had a sense for some reason not to stop running at all like nothing good will come if he did.

So he just kept on going, trying to not focus on the hurting of his legs or the shortened breathing that Ethons was taking, becoming harder to do in each moment.

This didn’t take long for the boy to be grabbed by his father as the two fell together rolling around on the ground until it stopped and Utebarr was able to see his son Ethons looking him in the eye.

“Forgive me my son, but there is no other way, you have to die for the better.”

“Dad…. I don’t…. What have I done for you to act this way tell me.”

“I am sorry there is no time to explain, I have done this quickly and painlessly for you. That is at least what I can give you. May you find peace on mother earth.” 

Utebarr takes out a dagger pulling it up with one hand and aiming it at the center of Ethons chest to pierce into the heart as the other hand was used to keep the boy in place from moving.

In a silent pause moment, they still lock eyes with each other how cruel it comes to this a father and son in such a situation all because of the soul inside the boy.

If that wasn’t inside of Ethons then there wouldn’t need to be this way, but what is there to do allow him to live and one day become the very thing that might create destruction and take lives.

Utebarr yelled out loud as he brought the dagger done upon his son and when it was done he breathed heavily looking at his son whose eyes were still upon along with a fearful expression.

The dagger was very close to Ethons face and there was even a small cut made by it.

“I can not do it no matter the reason for this to be done, I haven’t the willpower to kill my child.”

Ethons watches as his father gets off him leaving the dagger in its place taking a few steps away from him and turning his back to the boy.

“Take the dagger with you and get as far away from here as you can Ethons. Don’t look back or even think about coming back home, it is no longer a place for you.”

Utebarr tells him all this, refusing to look his son in the face and Ethons gets back up while pulling out the dagger.

Staring at his father back for a minute trying to think of something to say at this moment.

“I don’t get it, but if that is what you want then fine, I just want to say I am sorry for whatever I did for this to happen.”

The pain to respond was too great for the father breaking his heart and so kept quiet.

Slowly he turns away to leave right then something flies toward their way aiming for only one of them.

“Ethos! Watch out.” Utebarr was able to detect it coming, but it was too late.

It hit the left chest of the boy as he fell onto his back to the ground hard.

Utebarr runs to pick up Ethons body into his arms and tears begin to come out of his eyes.

“No! My boy.”

“I am sorry Utebarr, but I had to do it as you couldn’t.”

“Besides, the queen sent us to make sure it was done, and seeing that she was right to do so since we saw that you were about to let him go.”

Two male wood elves show themselves with one having their bow out making that person the shooter.

“You must understand, I did not enjoy this, but I have had an order to act on.”

“Shut up! I don’t want to hear that my son is dead, you killed him which means there is no need to worry anymore.”

“He is not dead, the boy still lives barely by the weak sounds of his heart beating from what I can tell.”

Collin appears out of nowhere standing by a tree looking at all three of them, but mostly focusing on Utebarr holding his son. 

“What business do you have here, stranger, you should get moving.”

“I will, but not until this has been decided on whether that man wants his son to die or to live.”

Saying that while looking Utebarr in the eye as Collin awaits to hear this guy answer, the other two wood elves seem to be inpatient as one of them walks up to the man.

“Leave right this moment or things are going to get difficult if you don't understand me, Dragonling.”

Collin smiled at the male wood elf where it was a strange thing to see for him as a reaction from this person

“Well, I don’t mind that if you aren't a friend.”