At Rias' words and his pointing, the conduit in the sky, Aimon, was suddenly engulfed in a hideous conflagration. It burned, but it wasn't destroyed. In fact, it was edified by the flames. They were flames of progression, one of the reasons why this Andori of the masked man didn't actually have a name that teased its ability to create all kinds of things.
Its name was the name of the conduit: Aimon.
Aimon was currently working with a series of objectives for its master, some to do with this battle in particular, and others not so much. Because it operated like its previous version (the Imagining Technique) Aimon could produce an unlimited number of less sophisticated creations. The more unique ones, with custom and ultra-specific purposes took time and external stimuli.
That said, as soon as Kintar had proven to be such a nuisance, Rias had already decided on a way to render her powers meaningless.
Vwoosh!
