Kael sighed, "You don't have much time… I apologise, for bringing you into existence like this," He said solemnly.
Silax, the winged lion, looked at Kael with a calm expression. His golden eyes were peaceful and serene as a morning lake.
He seemed rather indifferent to the fact that he wasn't real.
That's right, this Silax that stood beside Kael, wasn't the real Silax, just a manifestation of the collective memories of Silax left behind.
"You must be Kael, right?" Silax asked with a gentle smile. Even though he wasn't technically real, he still acted like he was. After all, he had the memories of a true Primordial Lion.
"Yes," Kael said, "The real Silax wouldn't know my name," He added.
"But I'm not the real Silax now, am I?" Silax said as he stepped forward.
This simple movement caused Kael to develop some serious headache pangs.
