The Primordial Record novel Chapter 50

Chapter 50 Adrift In Fog (3)

Rowans new senses aided him here and with the warning from the snakes inside his body, he leaped to the left, the massive claws barely missing him.

A massive avian creature had broken through the fog, and it began to circle the manor. It had wings that were leathery and green coloration like old mold.

There were sharp spikes sticking out from its spine. It had three heads with long serpentine necks that were covered with pustules and opened wounds. In fact, all of its body was filled with deep scars that bled as it flew around. Pouring foul smelling fluids everywhere.

Most surprising was that, this Abomination had hair like humans, they were of all shades and in varying lengths. Rowan had an inkling of the reason for that. His speculation filled him with rage and disgust.

Rowan previously heard of a flying Abomination from the accounts of the people, but he did not catch sight of it during the rescue, and it must have retreated before he arrived.

Even as this Avian Abomination flew around, the three heads were locked onto him, and giving a loud shriek, the Abomination plunged down at him. "Motherfu…" Before Rowan could mutter any choice expletives, a massive claw raked towards him, he took the most likely option and jumped off the roof.

He would rather not damage the manor by their confrontation, and he was in an unfavorable position, with unsteady footing up there.

The charge from the Abomination had been too fast for?Rowan heard the slam on the Roof, before it exploded in a wave of terracotta tiles and wood trimmings, as he fell from the four-story roof.

With his Agility, he was able to turn in the air as he fell, for the claws were a few feet away from him. It turns out the Abomination could dive much faster than Rowan could fall. The only option he had was to raise his hands and protect his head.

There was a meaty thump as Rowan hit the floor, he hardly felt the impact. His body rebounded slightly from the ground before the claws shortly followed behind, he had no ways of avoiding it and with a massive bang, the Abomination smashed Rowan into the ground.

It dragged him over and ruthlessly pecked him, the force from the attack driving him into the ground, as sand and rocks flew from the impacts.

Rowan was disoriented as the motion from the avian Abomination was too hard to follow. The attack from the beak was very fast, almost like an industrial jackhammer.

Thankfully the damages it inflicted were not that monumental for his present body, what forces that could penetrate his shell just left minor bruises and those healed instantly.

"Get off me!" Rowan yelled as he tried ineffectually to push the claws away for a little gap where he could shimmer out from under it.

The Abomination, noticing it assault was ineffective, switched tactics. Holding tight to Rowan, it flew a few meters into the air and, with a quick flap of its meaty wings, dived and slammed Rowan into the floor.

It did this twice, utterly wreaking the gardens outside and creating ditches tens of feet deep, but this action slightly loosened its grip on Rowan, who took the opportunity and rolled out from its grasp.

Rowan crouched and breathed deeply, he hurriedly cast his gaze around fruitlessly seeking for a weapon to even the playing field.

Rowan's inexperience as a seasoned warrior showed its ugly head now, for he had left his weapons inside the manor.

The Primordial Record could give him all the techniques and abilities to be a great warrior, but it could not impact the experience of getting to that level.

Any other warrior who had the same depth of combat abilities like Rowan would never leave without their weapon by their side in an active combat region.