The swordsman said, and then he snapped his fingers. In the next moment, Aion felt a barrier similar to the type that Sauros deployed… one that makes people outside look like they have become statues… he didn't need a lot of preparation like Sauros, so that confirmed that he was the real deal. In any case, if he could do that much, he probably could have split Aion in half easily if he wanted to. That was really annoying.
"I see… you indeed passed a portion of your powers to their tribe," Aion said while he was having a hard time enduring the pain in his arms.
"Heal yourself, and the battle is over," The swordsman declared. "About your assumption, I am not sure about that. My last memories were during the moments we were facing the final enemy of our time, and during that period, I didn't have the power to pass my power to others. My guess is that those two are my descendants."
