After three hours of fighting and recovering his stamina, Aion managed to kill around five hundred of those creatures. Seris also helped him recover mana, but while that wasn't an alarming pace, he was worried that the enemy was just letting him do his thing.
"You haven't met this guy, have you?" Aion asked.
"No, while they messed with you in some timelines, they didn't show themselves even once," Arlana replied. "Even now, they must be in that timeline… trying to change the past as much as possible while plotting against you."
Arlana didn't even know the name of that fucker. So, Aion decided to refer to them like that… he wanted to think of the fucker as an AI with the body of a computer. Still, even in the future, in five hundred years in that world, things won't be that advanced. Besides, it was hard to imagine a machine that could use magic.
