His sudden change in tone doesn't reassure me in any way."How are you even so sure I have the Aether?" I ask challengingly, tiling my head up in question to add empasis."You think we cannot tell whether or not you possess something of ours?" He asks."The Aether does not belong to you." I growl possessively. He hums out a laugh an tilts his head up and walks towards me, mimicing my previous threat."Foolish mortal." He says lowly. "You think you can control the power? Believe me, the Aether will kill you before we even touch it."