His grip on his sword tightened as the man questioned why he would fight against him. It was quite obvious, the original faith was never real....It may have taught a few things which was good and worth implementing, but it was corrupted and was meant for control over everyone. Before he would answer the man though he seemed to be forgotten as he noticed Thane looking to the woman now performing a Sending. 

He looked at the man as he mentioned she was always the smarter one... What did that mean? Did she have a connection with this mad man? Like this woman who stood before him, who didn't utter a word but only glanced at him when he asked if she was OK. His eye's went wide at her glance upon seeing her face and blue eyes. It couldn't be.... Shaking his head she simply turned around and ordered him basically to share an Elixer with her afterwards. Afterwards what? 

She gripped the rail for a moment before performing something that seemed extremely hard to do, clearly by the look of her while she did it. As she prepared he did see two people holding onto the Aeon now... A male covering the woman below him, ready to take a hit. What an idiot, didn't he know he had already casted shell upon her? He didnt' have time to send another shell, hopefully the guy knew what he was doing. He was then hit in the face with a firespell, it looked weak...did something happen?

He then saw a blood ice crystal seemed to explode from the Aeon's chest. He had to admit it surprised him enough for him to take a step back. Looking to the woman who's very prescience was cold he was surprised someone had powers to do that. He knew mage's were powerful people not to be taken lightly, but he never, in all his years traveling, had seen someone perform something like this. 

She fell to a knee before slowly standing up, using the rail for major support. He reached into his pouch and pulled an Elixer out, and placed it on the railing in front of her. He would have offered more help but now there was work to be done with this Dark Aeon now free of the body. He hopped up onto the railing with a left foot before jumping as far as he could and landing on the bleachers below.

 He looked around and found some Alcohol and picked it up filling his mouth with it and threw it to the side. He then placed his blade infront of him and spat the alcohol over the blade, drenching it. He then raised the blade over his head, closing his eyes for a moment as he focused his energy, Then saying softly, "Banishing blade."  a blackish red light suddenly surrounded the blade, and spun around it along with white runes going the opposite direction of each other. After a moment the runes vanished leaving his blade covered in the dark red light, he twisted the blade and swung downwards, his blade in bedding in the ground below him. An alchemist circle appeared and four black orbs with red in the fringes launched at the Aeon.