C'taqa has to smile, recognizing that Sonic is at least sort of kidding. "Most of them live because of me, to be fair."

He's going to idly fiddle with what looks like a few playing cards now, letting them slide between his fingers absently. "Aether, to be succinct about it. It's basically the source of everything...the people, the land, everything. I can draw on it in order to heal people, and to attack to a limited extent."