The secrets Rowan held were earth-shaking and although his feats were miraculous, it was nothing before the secrets he held inside his mind, if Caine understood the source of his powers then Rowan knew he was finished, for this creature would stop at nothing to acquire everything.
Rowan's eyes grew cold, "Caine, let us cut to the chase, I am not a mortal that needs…" he gestured to the body of Caine hanging over the flames of burning universes, "all these unnecessary theatrics to instill awe and fear in my heart, tell me what you want and we can negotiate, saving all of us time and effort."
"Oh… I love the way your mind works. Of course, I can do this, you have to forgive me, eldritch beings like us have to cultivate a certain atmosphere," Caine winked at him and everything around them transformed and Rowan's consciousness returned to the Forge with blistering speed, and Rowan suspected that what he saw was not a mirage, but was real.
With no barrier over his senses, this time he was overlooking the terrible events happening inside the Forge, with no way to connect to his broken flesh or stop this tragedy from happening.
Caine was no longer hanging over a fire, he now appeared in the replica of the body he gave to Rowan, he had a smirk that stretched the scar on his cheeks, almost making it seem like another leering mouth. There was something about his disposition that made it easy to hate him, this trait was almost innate, and it took a brief moment for Rowan to sort through this powerful emotion and place them aside.
Caine proceeded with speaking with evident amusement in his eyes, "Believe me Rowan, the last thing I want to do is to make an enemy out of you. You remind me so much about our father… cold and merciless, like a broken piece of winter steel, there is nothing of warmth inside you, which begs the question, how can something as cold as you create creatures like this? My children are not so warm even though my heart is nothing but flames."
Rowan did not say anything, his stance was that of waiting for Caine to continue speaking. Anything this individual does is carefully calculated, including his words, and he would rather Caine move straight to the point than allow his questions to push them off track.
Caine smiled again and Rowan had to fight the urge to tear off his jaws and beat him to death with it, and he calmed his rage and listened to him,
"To tell you the truth, I don't want to waste your time… clearly you need it." Caine pointed out below as if Rowan was not aware of the conflicts happening.
The battle occurring inside the Forge had reached a feverish pitch, the Six Ouroboros Serpents roared their sorrow and rage as their bodies were driven without their consent.
Rowan had benefited greatly when he returned from outside the universe, achieving powers that made him matchless even at his level, but as always, the gains for his Ouroboros Serpents were much more substantial. His enhanced Attributes were only a small portion of what his Ouroboros Serpents received.
At this moment his Serpents were a shell of their previous self, they hardly had any skin or flesh left and a greater portion of their bones had vaporized and merged with the Core, but it did not detract from the fact that each of them was more than five thousand miles long!
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