Darkness congealed in the clearing outside the rundown tavern, slowly the shape of a young man could be seen, standing up as wisps of darkness put themselves at rest within him and his attire.
When his form had stabilized he seemed to relax, and fell down to the ground panting. After a few moments he calmed down, hit the dirt with his fist and stood up again, looking around himself.

-[color=00a651]A forest, good. Maybe there won't be anyone here.[/color] he said. Then he noticed the tavern, and other, [i]people[/i].
[i] [color=00a651] Nonononono! Why are there people! [/color] [/I] he spun around, visually taking in the whole area around them, there seemed to be people entering  and exiting the tavern, but there were also people who stood around. Enormel could feel his control slipping, the multiversal sidestep had left him drained. But he had saved people by stepping, hundreds of people. From himself, from themselves. If only his other part could stay away for a few hours, he had thought. Then maybe he would stay in control this time.
A voice flashing through his mind clawed that wish to shreads.
[I] [color=92278f]-I see food Eno... Were you trying to keep this from me?[/color] [/I]
[I] [color=00a651]-...[/color] [/I]
[I] [color=92278f]-Oh don't be like that. It's such a lovely scenery.[/color] [/I]
[I] [color=00a651]-I will not let you hurt them Lem. I am in control![/color] [/I]
[I] [color=92278f]-YOU UNGRATEFUL HUSK! I'LL RIP THEM ALL TO PIECES AND MAKE YOU WATCH AS I GORGE![/color] [/I] Enormel put his hands to his head as a mental avalanche of imagery flashed before his eyes. All memories of people they had slaughtered. 
He could feel Lemrone moving inside, pushing on his very being to be let loose. Wisps of darkness flickered to life from his clothes and body, dripping down around him and pooling at his feet. Lemrone screaming for control through every filament of it, hungrily taking the chemical energy of the grass turning it to ash.

For those close by it would seem that Enormel was preparing for battle, his left hand dropping from his head and twisting his fingers to form symbols and commands in the air, the pool reaching up to touch it. Instantly a ripple coursed through the darkness and it flew up around him in a translucent sphere of energy. A moment later there was no trace of it ever being there.

Emlem dropped his hands by his side and looked up around him breathing heavily.
He was only partly focused on his surroundings, the rest sensing the movements of the protection-spell he wove to distract and mitigate Lemrone. He only hoped none would see him as a threat and attack, he'd loose control.