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Zafran woke up in the forest, still far away from the nearest town visible. For days he had starved, luckily he had his powers to back himself up... Harnessing whatever energy he could find, whether it was from tree stumps, the wind, or even the water, he was regaining strength, slowly. Despite the fact that he still could not find any form of nourishment... After a few hours of walking, he was already weak, as he knew that the forest could not provide him with full energy, due to his his physical state of course. He then stood before what seemed to be a bunch of medium sized daemons seeming to gang up on a wanderer, a young girl by the shape of her figure and voice.
Seeing that the girl was in danger, Zafran had forced his weak self to fight against the Daemons. Each one standing at about 6'2. Saying to himself now... ''size doesn't matter'' He willingly threw himself in as such. Then pushing the girl to the side now to a rock, Zafran had then confronted the Daemons. Using the last of the energy he could harness, he then sent his hands to the Daemons, allowing wind energy to force them back as such with the force of a tornado. As this happened, Zafran then started to harness the power of the nearby boulders, placing the energy to his fists now, he then unleashed a barrage of punches against the Daemons (carrying spiked clubs as such).
After minutes of fighting, Zafran finally took the victory, leaving the Daemons crushed by the boulders, he then fell to the ground now... Unconscious, the last of his vision being the girl that he saved running to him...