"I am not lying; I indeed know someone from your clan. Some 16-year old young man whose name is Zaith Asura."
"What?! Impossible!"
"Why do you say that?" Arthur asked.
"That name...should be the name of my 3 month old baby."
"Huh??"
"That's why I said it's impossible. My son should...be dead by now. There isn't a way he survived and even if he did.."
"...he can't be some sixteen year old kid."
"But I do know of a boy named Zaith Asura. I have also confirmed that he indeed has the Asura caln bloodline, morever he should be the cure host..." Arthur stopped here.
"You know about our clan's secret?" The man was shocked.
"It isn't much of a secret to those who know the history of that being."
"I see. I was never qualified to be the host of that being even though I was the Young Master of the clan and had the supposed purest bloodline in a thousand years."
"But, if he is really the host then...this changes everything."
