Souls
Aion looked around and then saw the inhabitants of the city suddenly stop moving, and then they sat down to meditate… the woman probably ordered them to feed the barrier with more mana.
"Please, don't ignore me. I am quite a fan of yours, you know," the woman said. "My name is Arlana, and as you might have guessed already, I am from the future."
"... Are you borrowing the body of someone else?" Aion furrowed his eyebrows without hiding his bloodlust.
"Yes, as you already know, time magic has a lot of limitations thanks to the relics that you have, so this was the only way I could talk with you," Arlana said. "First of all, I would like to say that I am not your enemy and that all of this was bound to happen even without my influence."
"Convenient, don't you think?" Aion showed a cold smile.