Then there was a surge of strength, it was different from when Marlena had healed him, it felt more powerful, yet controlled. Kothar knew that the elf girl had made it to the village and back to him quick enough that his body would be saved, but his mind was a different matter. The hate was still there, but now it was a little shorter than Kothar and skinnier too. He reached for his sword, but it wasn't there, in it's place there was a fire, so hot that it was white. Grabbing the flames, they shifted into the familiar shape of his long sword. I trusted others and they cared enough to save my sorry ass. I realize now that you can't just defeat hatred with brute force, but you must deal with it in a different manner.
And with that Kothar sheathed his sword, and embraced the hatred with a hug. The hatred shrank down to a size where it fit inside his pocket, and it looked like a chibi version of himself. Without having to look, Kothar knew that his ears had lost their black color, and his sword was now decorated with white designs resembling a dragon leaping into flight. When my body is ready I will awaken, with my powers of fire in tow. Hey, it looks like I'm healed enough to wake up.
Kothar blinked twice and with a sarcastic tone said."You know, for a guy, you really have soft hands.
" Smiling now, Kothar reached for his sword and drew it enough to see the intricate designs. " If you were wondering, I'm not fully demon. I'm actually half shadow elf, and I thank you for saving my life. I think I can walk to your village to be healed the rest of the way.