From the dissipating arrow in Rowan's hand came a low groan, and unexpectedly a chuckle that kept growing until it became full-blown laughter, then the voice of the Eye of Time emerged from it, and the voice it used was so familiar, that it made Rowan grow cold as fury that could burn a universe course through his soul.
"Everything is going wrong for me? Oh, child, you are so fucking wrong, and it's time you learn, let me school you again on not underestimating your enemy."
The eyes of the realm above that were launching the red tribulation lightning of destruction had suffered from unleashing such energies without holding back, at first the four massive eyes in the sky were green, then they turned red before with a mighty roar of outrage, all four eyes collapsed, destruction could not be controlled, only channeled, and even its channel, no matter how durable would inevitably break apart.
Rowan was not even looking at the skies, all his attention was fixed on the mighty crater left behind by the endless blasts from the tribulation lightning. Darkness and remnants of red lightning filled the crater and then someone inside that maelstrom of destruction clapped, and the chaos vanished.
Rowan took a step back, he could not help himself, inside that crater, smiling at him was Elura,
"Did you think you would not see me again, boy?"
From behind Elura, came the voice of his most hated enemy, and a hand came from behind his smiling mother and wrapped itself around her throat, she closed her eyes and smiled, and sort of bent her head as if she was resting her head on the hand wrapped around her throat.
A figure made of darkness appeared behind her, and at first, the only thing that Rowan could see was sharp gleaming teeth like those of a crocodile that soon resolved itself into a face that was ninety percent similar to his own as the Third Prince smiled at him, before he gently frowned,
"Oh, don't worry about the Eye, it is a bit stunned by the realm and we have time to chat before it takes me again. It's been a while boy, are you still chasing this rat race of power? I have to say, I am a bit disappointed. We all pray for powerful enemies, and it would be a shame if the enemy that could kill me, remains mediocre."
All these while as he was speaking, second hand wrapped around Elura and with a vicious snap and twist that crushed her spine to powder, he tore her in two, separating the top half of her torso from her waist and her bottom half, he disposed at the side like thrash, weirdly she was still smiling.
Overhead the eyes of the world were beginning to reappear, they knew that their work was not complete, and in their fury, what would be coming would be a hundred times worse.
"So you are willing to be playing such silly games while your death descends?" Rowan pointed out,
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