Capítulo 850: Born To War

The size of the rupture in his Dimension could not be encapsulated by a mortal mind, even a god would find it difficult to fathom this level of destruction.

Rowan reeled, the rip in his Dimension was as if someone had ripped his head in two and was fishing inside his skull. His consciousness shook before it stabilized and what followed was blessed relief, as if a cancerous pustule growing where he could not reach had been lanced.

The destruction of his Dimension was surprising to Rowan for a brief moment before understanding came to him and even without a body he still felt a chill run down his spine at how closely he could have perished without his knowledge.

"It is not the blade that you see coming that is truly dangerous, it is the poisoned needle in the dark."

Rowan was reminded of these words, as it would have been possible that he could have perished a few minutes from now without the intervention of his Angels.