Before the gathering had started, Rowan was already making his preparations, the battle had proven to him that building up his Ascendant foundation on the Blood Blessed was the right choice.
He stood up and took a step, arriving at the top of the statue of the Ouroboros Serpent where he sat down cross-legged on one of the heads, and Rowan idly noted that his presence was beginning to warp the body of the Ouroboros statue even without his intervention.
His dormant bloodline, detecting the purpose of this statue began to change it into the proper form of the Ouroboros Serpent, but after it transformed the shape to what Rowan deemed was safe which was about one percent of the true form of the serpent, Rowan enforced his will and stopped the transformation, else anyone who looked upon the statue, even those with his bloodline would face dire consequences, and the best outcome out of seeing the true form of his serpents was to become his mindless thrall, death was not even the worst option.
For now, he kept this transformation under wraps as he watched the Elder begin to make his speech, understanding and pains his children had gone through and being with them in this moment of victory.
It was almost time. Rowan closed his eyes and began to summon the third part of his consciousness.
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The Elder waited for the roar to end, and that almost took three minutes, and when it was over he walked up to Storm Hammer and growled, "Any last words before your unworthy body is sacrificed in atonement for the suffering you have imposed on our bloodline." frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓
Storm Hammer slowly struggled back to her feet, her body resembling a broken shadow with faint trails of lightning surging within, "You pathetic fucks…." she whispered, before speaking louder, so loud that her voice reached the clouds, "Do you know what you have unleashed by your attempt in killing me? Do you all think you have seen pain? You think you have seen horror…hahaha, I am a child when it comes to the acts of wickedness, and you shall see wickedness. Do you think this ends with me, you pathetic cretins… oh, the pain and indignity your race would suffer, even in death I still shiver in pleasure because I shall hear your screams in the dark! Look upon me all of you, and know your despair has just begun, hahaha…"
Storm Hammer began to laugh and she never stopped, even when the Elder lifted her up with a large golden hand and brought her to the base of the Ouroboros Statue he spoke with a calm tone, but his words reached the ears of everyone,
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