Aiden's eyes widened. It...it couldn't be... the hell fire... the empty eyes... the... the sheer malevolence that radiated of the dark cloaked figure... It was Dormammu, the conqueror of a thousand dimensions, the ruler of the dark dimension, the breaker of shores... his father. Aiden didn't know what to do. He felt all hope drain from his body, he saw the end, his end, as the Lord of Dread approached him. Then he saw Isis, quickly fallowed by her fist into his face. He then became really familiar with the floor as Isis's punch left him knocked back on the floor. The young sorcerer just simply laid there, making no effort to get up. He repeatedly muttered the word [b]"No.."[/b] Over and over again.