After saying those last few words and finishing his transfer of information, the figure simply rubbed his hands together before descending to the ground.
The gaze on the figure's face as he stared at Athen's frozen and floating body could only be described as pitiful and sympathetic.
Finally looking away from Athen, the figure glanced to the right and began drawing on the air before him with his fingers.
In unison, the area of the pitch-black void the figure was facing started to shift as small ocean-blue particles began to appear in the air.
Tracking the figure movements of the figure, the ocean-blue particles acted as paint when the figure's figure was a brush.
"This loop is yours as the body's current possessor...but there is one thing you must do."
Staring at the words that the ocean-blue particles had formed, the figure let out a deep and resigned sigh before raising his hand again.
