It was Aegon Dragonheart Kael'thas, Thalion's older brother and Liam's father. Aegon's figure slowly faded away from the bright light that had enveloped him, revealing his full-body black armor. The material seemed solid and metallic, yet it flowed like soft cotton, shimmering with an otherworldly sheen. It was as if the armor was made of a liquid metal that responded to Aegon's movements, shifting and adapting to his form with fluid grace. The phenomenon was mesmerizing, a blend of technology and magic that defied the laws of physics.
Aegon raised his hand, and a shining liquid formed around it, glowing like milk under the sunlight. He dropped the liquid onto Thalion's body, and it spread like silk, weaving itself into a cocoon of healing energy. The liquid hardened into a soft, silk-like cloth that covered Thalion's wounds, the material pulsing with a gentle, soothing light. Thalion's body began to mend, the pain easing as the silk-like substance worked its magic.
