Every Journey Must End

Rowan could not make a single physical movement under the oppression of the World Stele, the force field that surrounded his body which was usually a few million miles from his skin was now pressed tight against him, and if not for the toughness of his flesh, his forcefield would have been pressed into his body. 

His sentient energy stores were pushing against the immense force on his body even without him doing anything, their tiny cries of equal rage and collective mirthfulness, as they encouraged each other to fight against the forces pressing Rowan were a bit amusing to him.

"Yi…yiii… Push, everyone put your back into it. I said your backs!'