With a look of intense determination, the eyes within the shadows grew wider and blazed with a fiery intensity. Aaron drew a deep breath before uttering the words, "Assist me. Allow me to wield your power, Aganju!”

The young man, with all of his might, impel the sword handle into the ground, and a sharp shadow blade appeared from the ground. “I hate this part!” Aaron said with courage. Suddenly, the blade went through Aaron’s chest, making him gasp in pain and shock. He held the sword and watched in horror as the fiery blade went through his own body, causing intense pain. He tried not to scream, but the heat was too much.

Suddenly, Aaron was engulfed in a blinding flash of light that seemed to come from all around him. His body was surrounded by intense heat as if he was standing inside an oven. He could feel the power of Aganju flowing through him, filling him with a sense of invincibility. When the light faded away, Aaron was wearing the clothes and armor of the legendary warrior. The armor was light and flexible, yet incredibly durable. It was adorned with intricate designs. The sword of fire, known as the Flameblade, was already in his hand, pulsing with a fierce energy that threatened to scorch his skin.

He stepped outside to face the monstrous alien that was still hovering above the city. The creature was tall, its body covered in a hardened bonelike shell that seemed impervious to any kind of attack. Its eyes glowed with a malevolent red light, and its sharp teeth were bared in a sinister grin. 

The alien's demonic face twisted into a cruel smile as he spotted another group of people to attack. He lifted his arm, and a bright beam of energy burst forth, colliding with the ground and erupting into a massive explosion that sent a shockwave across the area. The deafening roar echoed through the city, and the air was filled with dust, smoke, and debris.