Asura opened a portal to the forest world of Alterion. The portal had opened to a small alley way in Alterion's capital city, Elderheim. Elderheim was comprised of mostly elves since this was the elven home world. The use of the magic portal made Asura's horns reappear and Elderheim was known to frown upon anything with ties to demonic aspects. Asura's horns surely wouldn't help him here in this time. Asura realized the alley way was fenced off to stop homeless and refugees from taking shelter in them. Asura climbed up the fence and landed on the other side. He looked around and took in the sights of Elderheim's Emerald city. The green crystals that acted like street lights were suspended in iron cages from poles. The dark colored stone that made up the walkways was put in perfectly symmetrical. The emerald windows that were on each window were of the same shade as Asura's eyes. As Asura looked and studied the building he was hit in the head by a stone from behind. He turned around and saw a few teenage elves holding stones. "Demon! Leave! We don't need your filth in our city!" They said throwing another stone that Asura caught and crushed with his hand. "Throw. One. More." Asura said still holding the dust that was the rock he just crushed. "We don't fear you." The taller teen said throwing another rock. Asura caught the rock and looked at the teens with a melancholy expression "You should." Asura said before disappearing and appearing behind the teens. Asura took the teen on the left's arm and snapped the bone in three places before the others could turn around. When they did finally turn around Asura took the one on the right's rock that he held and smashed it into his face. The middle one that seemed like the ring leader turned to run away but Asura quickly grabbed him by the hair and smashed his face into the stone street breaking his nose and teeth. The teen begged him to stop but Asura stopped listening to all reason and smashed his face again. He then took the large rock he had and slammed it down on the teen's leg rendering the bone to shards. As the three teens lay there crying begging for forgiveness Asura scoffed and turned away and walked to the market place.
Asura reached the market place and saw only one stall that caught his attention, a food stall, Asura was starving and he snapped his fingers creating an exact magical copy of the teen ring leader from earlier to run up and steal something from the top of the stall. As the owner chased after the copy Asura had made he casually strolled up and pocketed a few samples of food in sealed containers and put them in his bag. Asura used the confusion that was caused when the copy dissipated into smoke to slip out the gates and into the forest. The sun had come up just earlier on Alterion and caused the forest to light up lightly and there was a soothing cold breeze that flowed across the air. Asura walked passed the colossal trees that were of normal size on Alterion. Since elves don't attack creatures and are mostly vegans, the non-carnivore creatures didn't run when someone approached them. Asura walked through the dense grass and smaller trees that didn't hold a candle to the size of the other trees. He walked and walked and walked and walked all day. He didn't find anything to even hint that he was close to where they lived all he managed to get from previous knowledge was that they lived deep in the forest. He decided to set up a camp to wait until the day returned and since he was out in the wilds he would have to stay on his guard. As he broke branches around him he arranged them in the circle of stones he had made earlier. He pulled out the lighter he had "borrowed" from Sameal. His fire's light extended through the forest, flickering and snapping as the wood as turned to ash. He relaxed his body as he sat down and leaned against the tree and closed his eyes. He fell asleep and rested peacefully on the forest floor.
He awoke later on the forest floor covered in a slight mount of morning dew, the reason he awoke was because he heard footsteps close by. He was still tired but quickly jumped up the tree and hid among the leaves and vines. He rubbed his abruptly awoken eyes and yawned quietly. He sat down on the large branch he was crouched on and stretched his limbs. Asura watched as two stone golems came into view. He watched as they searched the area he had made his camp in. Asura couldn't think of anyone who could summon a golem let alone two. Golem magic was an art lost to time. He watched them search his bag he had accidentally left on the ground when he jumped up. He had very personal things in there such as his scroll, his and Conrad's wallet, and the sun pendant. He could easily take them down since he could drop one instantly because their backs were turned but then he thought that if they are golems they must have been created. Therefore, they must go back in order to get their magical fuel refilled meaning they will lead him to whomever had created them.