Rowan's Strength, Agility, and his main weapons were gone or severely suppressed, without these, his combat ability had dropped to the bottom, but he still had his Spirit. He had awakened Aether, and he had his flames and his other Ability runes. They would have to be enough.
The golden wolf was as tall as twenty feet, a single-story building, and its head was the size of a cow, with many dagger–sharp teeth. Its golden fur rippled with the wind as it lifted from the ground and fearlessly attacked the falling Rowan.
Rowan and the golden wolf collided with the sound of a large thunderclap, that silenced the entire chaotic battle.
Rowan shoved the bone into the open mouth of the wolf, which was not a hard thing to do, as the head of the golden wolf was as large as his body.
He tried to edge to the side, as the green flame around him acted like an explosive that shoved his body to the side, while the red flames poured into the open mouth of the golden wolf.
