"You don't pose a threat to me," Sol stared at his clone askance of any fear or worry, sighing and scratching his head.
"You're not any kind of end to my Beginning, I don't know how you found out about it but that's not a power anyone can contest," He took a step towards the imposter and the imposter took a step backwards out of instinct.
"You've been asleep for seven years while it's only been two years for me since Atla.
What happened to you isn't your fault, but that doesn't mean I'll forgive you for attacking my wife!" Sol held out his hand and summoned his hammer glaring as waves of gold began streaming from his eyes and his every breath caused mana to escape him like a fog.
"That doesn't mean you're gonna live, not after you threatened my child!" He gnashed his teeth.
