The Primordial Record novel Chapter 90

Chapter 90 Know Thy Fear (final)

"Now, this is interesting… What was that burst of laws? Time? A spark of Origin? Hmm... This is getting fascinating, what is that bastard up to? Time to shake up your waist, old girl, while it's still fresh, let's find that little bastard and tear his memory open."

Absomet would never leave her position to find out the cause of death of the current General that she had to house for the next century, but if she sees any indicator of a Spark of Origin, she would chase after it.

Did Augustus know about this change when he made his plans?

The Enormous shape of Absomet shuddered, and the clouds for countless miles evaporated into steam around the continent.

Absomet drew in a long breath and cloaked herself in red shadows and purple lightning.

A lady never goes out without looking her best.

For the First time in Four thousand three hundred and twenty-eight years. Absomet moved.

Countless hidden eyes watched and noted this change, and like the flap of a butterflies wing that causes a hurricane, countless changes began to take place.

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The armored hoofs of the Runethors hit the ground with a heavy, rhythmic beat. The clatter was like a pounding of drums, almost pleasant. This was the reason they were favored above most creatures, when it came to Warfare and general movement of troops and goods.

Runethors move in sync.

There were usually two leaders of a Runethor horde—The Alpha and Omega. The Alpha runs ahead of the horde, his pace determines the movement speed of the hordes, every step he takes, the horde waits for half a heartbeat and follows.

There could be only one Alpha in the horde, if it dies, it is replaced by the Omega, and another Runethor would grow to become the new Omega. Becoming an Alpha or Omega did not depend on sex, as the Alpha could be either male or female.

The Omega follows behind the horde, making sure there were no stragglers and keeping an eye out for opportunistic predators who might want to snag any Runethors who were lagging.

Horses were to Runethors as Cats were to Lions. Runethors were fierce and mighty, the Alpha standing up to thirteen feet tall, they had hides that could withstand arrows and blades. They could run for hundreds of miles without tiring and were heavily muscled. A Runethor Horde at full charge could shatter their way through a forest of Oaks.

Their most important trait, however, that set them above most creatures utilized by Dominators, was that they were an open container for Aether. Aether could only be wielded by Dominators of the Rift state and above, and was the true benchmark when it came to power.

Aether in its dormant state was mild, and could even nourish everything it touches, either living or nonliving, but Aether wielded actively does not mix well with living tissue. The normal reaction was spontaneous combustion or uncontrolled mutation. Also, Aether from different Paths of Dominion would have varying effects on living beings.

Runethors could accept all Aethers and they were a great conduit of that mysterious energy. Making them a fearsome combo with a skilled rider.