He slides the bayard back into its clip on his belt and nods. "Yes, I agree. I appeared in reality behind him." He notes, almost as an afterthought. "When the Black Lion showed me its memories, that's what it looked like from the outside too." Zarkon had phased through targets and shot them from the other side.

He glances up at the Lion. "Each lion has a special hidden power. And they're constantly evolving and growing stronger. Give it another ten thousand years and I'm not sure what they'll be capable of then."