The books floating around Rowan were massive thousand-page tomes that were made from thin metallic sheets, six of them were colored blue, the seventh was black, the eighth was green and the ninth was gold.
The Aura from the nine books were distinct, the first six blue ones blazed with the powers of Ascendancy, the seventh was Calamity, the eighth belonged to the green Aura that encircled this realm that the Reflection of Rowan could not understand, and the last belonged to the soul Aura of that Reflections, it burning gold color a representation of the power that he was able to understand.
Rowan whispered to himself, "Nine books, nine Supreme Circles, it is nearly completed."
The road to get to this point had truly been an epic one, and it was something that he had no assurance would succeed but with stubbornness and the unflinching belief in his capabilities, he embarked on this madness.
