Aeron picks up the bat and tosses it into a blackhole and then closes it just as soon as he opened it "yes...handled...exactly why you were running no? Anyway, I heard tell that a lot of the furs involved in that past unfortunate event were converging here, I came to stop the inevatable, the destruction of one another, I may not understand or control my power well, but I have one chance to stop any given offensive maneuver"
Aeron turns to nova
"I have not the slighest clue what their purpose may be, but they are converging at a point about 47 degrees north, north east, about 7 miles from here"