Aeon wasted little to no time. He was slinking threw the hallways, hiding himself away from the light. He was hoping not to gain any attention, but that was of course impossible. He slid out and found himself in a tower. It was large and high, it's duel sprial staircase spinning around the outer wall. He began to hear footsteps.

Men of Set, what ever they were Aeon did not care, were spinning down around him and closing up the hallways leading off the floor around him. Aeon smiled out from himself, shinning like a sun out of his mouth. He spun out two balls, like small lights. They spun in his hand, like a small galaxy, bringing in energy with them. Sudden;y they both split into two and began to spin around his wrist. They split off and began to spin around some more, swinging around his arms. The contiued to spilt until he was a atom of energy, the balls spinning.

"Time to die." The tower he was in suddenly exploded out... the light he produced blasting out all the mass around him. The men and rubble fell around him. He stood in the cirlce of chaos he had just caused. He looked around waiting for his next attacker.

One of the wall guards was flying in on him. Flying was more of a saying, as he jumped and was about to land. Aeon focused in, holding up both hands to the man. A small spark sung out from his hand, piercing the air around him as the power whizzed and rushed in.

The shock cloud rocked out like a large bomb. Aeon stood in the dust, letting the dust settle on him. He was waiting to see the damage of his would be killer.