Chapitre 1222: Beacon Of Hope

Rowan placed the pieces of Time away as he muttered, "Keep your pride for you don't understand the meaning of the word. Nothing of your nature is worthwhile."

The Eye of Time chuckled, "You wield Aetherium, but it is not yours but from this realm, to do such a thing without a medium should be poison, but somehow you can wield it without any drawbacks. I should not be amazed after all this time with you, but I am."

Rowan's body jerked forward and he looked down to see a tentacle had somehow impaled him from the back, pain and a weird chill filled his soul, and with a growl of anger his body fuzzed at the edges and he vanished, reappearing at another spot and he fell to one of his knees.

From his chest spewed an enormous volume of Ascendant energy and he tried to weave shut the hole in his body,

"That ability of yours to predict danger is rather impressive, but I have seen the likes before, and to deceive it is rather simple if you know…"