Please don't read this chapter, it is intended for the fifth volume.
Rowan had no chance to experience what it would be like to be at the end of infinity before he was slammed into the ground with so much force that his soul was nearly flattened into a paste. If his soul had been any less powerful, he would have been destroyed in its entirety.
Slowly, Rowan's fingers began to move, weaving runes made from Memory and a ton of Soul Essence that he was rapidly transforming into Aether and Essence to power every single stroke he was making with his fingers. After what seemed like forever, the spell he had been creating was completed.
Pale green light surrounded him and he slowly began to come to his feet, space, time, and hundreds of alien forces that were incomprehensible to him because he had never come across them before were clashing against his body and a rippling wave of force was shaking the reality around him for countless light years.
