A chuckle from Rowan pulled Caine away from his search and he looked at the dying form of Rowan with a growing irritation in his heart.
A broken voice emerged from around the body he had placed Rowan's consciousness into, that spoke slowly, but every word was clear as if Rowan was making sure that Caine understood every word,
"Are you not finding the prize you have snatched?"
Caine began to revert to his mortal forms ridding himself of his nightmarish visage, "As a matter of fact, I cannot. What did you do with your memories?"
The voice from Rowan's body was beginning to fade, yet it was still clear,
"hahaha… Here I thought you were smarter than this, but again as I am slowly learning, excessive powers dull the minds of the incompetent. I don't think you understand the enemy you have made for yourself. You interrupted my Ascension, but it is not yet over. Hahaha, I have one more Title."
Caine paused, and he slowly asked, "Who are you?"
