AXIMILI-ESGARROUTH-ISTHILL HAS BEGUN TO GUESS WHAT I AM.
The strange, all-encompassing voice that had started speaking to them, nearly as soon as Tobias had met up with their group continued. Ax seemed to know what it was, if the way he had frozen up himself was any indication.
(Ellimist!)
DO NOT BE AFRAID. I WILL APPEAR IN A PHYSICAL FORM YOU CAN UNDERSTAND.
If someone had asked him what had happened, after the Ellimist had said that, Tommy wouldn't have been able to describe it for them. He could really only say what it seemed like: it seemed like there was some kind of a door, somewhere in the air all around them. The figure that "walked" out of the "door" in the air was almost as strange as how he'd appeared in the first place: he was blue-skinned, almost the same color as Ax, though the way he seemed to glow was something that Tommy had never seen before; he had a curtain of long, white hair, and his eyes were deep black pools that looked like they were full of twinkling stars.
Really, it seemed like the appearance he'd chosen was just as strange as the way he'd come into the room in the first place; Tommy wondered if that was why he'd chosen it to begin with.
"I am an Ellimist, as your Andalite friend guessed," the Ellimist said; Tommy wondered if that was his name, or the name of his species, or if there was any distinction between the two.
