Rowan’s reptilian eyes peered at the Children of Ruin in the distance, they had all settled and were looking at the palace, he could feel their gaze on his body and he turned away and headed deeper into the palace until the sensation of being watched faded.
Eva floated beside him, carried on a cloud made from shadows, Diane was occupied with breaking through to the next level of a Spell Weaver.
There were seven levels to break through to become a full-fledged Spell Weaver, and each breakthrough you went through gave you access to another Weave.
The first Weave Diane got was the Weave of gold, breaking through to the second would be harder, and it may likely take her at least two years in order to do so.
A Berserker Clone was with the girl, giving her last-minute advice. Before he left Rowan Posted one Angel to be at her side and protect her, keeping her safe from any hazards or distractions as those could be fatal during this period for her.
Rowan’s body floated through the air, carried by Telekinesis, he did away with the elaborate Royal costume and wore a black long jacket with golden trims, he asked Eva,
“The object I wanted you to retrieve, where is it?”
“Stored safely on a distant planet. I had no idea what sort of complications may arise with an item of that nature so I was careful to place it as far away from us as possible. The area it is placed has been shielded multiple times and is bereft of all forms of life.”
“Good, this location must never leave the circle of me and you, you can imagine how important this thing is to me. Bring me to it.”
Creating another Berserker Clone to perform this task, Eva gestured, wrapping the clone in the white light of the Astrolabe, and it was shot towards the stars.
Rowan nodded in appreciation of her deft wielding of the Astrolabe and continued flying deeper into the palace, Eva following by his side.
When the Berserker Clone arrived at the destination, he looked around in surprise and appreciation at the location that Eva had picked.
Her ingenuity was fully engaged as the location she selected was on an asteroid that was revolving around a decaying Gas Giant. The failing gaseous planet was spewing large chunks of itself into space and generating various anomalies like an irregular increasing and decreasing gravitational pull, massive planet-wide storms, and pieces of its core being flung out into space.
Rowan could appreciate such a scene of sheer chaos, and he almost felt an urge to sit and watch, as a spark of inspiration was born in his heart as he looked at tiny Spatial Tears being created by the violent events happening.
The Asteroid that was circling the planet was in a decaying orbit, in a decade or less it would collide with the planet and it would be destroyed, the item he had gained with so much risk would be lost.
His Berserker Clone created two large bloody palms that seized the Asteroid and cracked it in two. In the middle was a spherical device.
Rowan had taken the risk of sending his Angel to retrieve it outside Jarkarr even when that area was heavily monitored. If he had failed, he would have kept sending until he retrieved it. This item was too important.
His hands shook a bit as he held the device, and he paused for a while before opening it. The locking mechanism was very complicated and it took an entire thirty seconds for it to open.
During the creation of this device, Eva had made sure that every sort of signal that could pass through the device was blocked, and Rowan was quick with his actions, immediately the device opened up, he quickly took a small part of whatever was hidden inside the device and closed it up.
Using Hollow Forge he constructed a container that was very durable and sent it to his side, he placed the spherical device into the container and then he shot the container into the Gas Giant.
With the density of the container he just created it would be difficult for the Gas Giant to eject it into space. When he was done with that, he looked at the small piece of what he had just collected. It was a drop of blood.
If he was right then the importance of this drop of blood to him could not be underestimated, because it belonged to his father!
Three years ago on Jarkarr, Rowan had made a bet with fate. He was determined to catch or kill whoever could be chasing him from the Order of Broken Eye.
His audacity had paid off and someone had fallen into his trap, and that person turned out to be his father, and although there were many unexpected situations that came up during the struggles, he had succeeded in making this enigmatic figure make a mistake.
That mistake led to his mother escaping her imprisonment for a short time as she was being held captive inside the body of his father.
Although Rowan was shocked at her presence he performed a subtle action that most would dismiss, he cleaned his mother and created a dress made of Aether from his Berserker Aspect.
That first action he made was important because when his mother pulled her way out of the body of his father, she was covered in blood.
Rowan had appeared incredibly confused and distraught at that time and it would have been easy to dismiss the fact that the blood he wiped away from his mother’s body was thrown away nonchalantly but that was just a ruse.
He had carefully protected the blood, but he never took it with him, he had covered it in a random container and placed a tracker inside it, and when his body was destroyed no one noticed that small action he made.
Rowan Berserker Clone vanished from this location only to reappear on a desolate planet. The clone shot into the ground, piercing through the planet until it arrived near its Core.
The Berserker Clone exploded into bloody liquid and surrounded the single blood drop. Rowan decisively used five consciousness pillars to begin carefully analyzing this blood.
This was a long-term project, and he hoped that it would bear unexpected fruits.