Traditions

Rowan sat with Eva, watching his children lure an eighth-dimensional Old One toward his home, and he did not know if he should laugh or cry. With the resources at their disposal, this was the clear course of action, yet it did not mean that he had to like it. He was at a delicate point at the moment where he had not activated his Origin Land and he could not gain any new form of energy.

His dimensional soul, who possessed the last of his Aether and Essence, was out and about putting out fires and had to be carefully rationing the last of his energy reserves, using it to battle an Old One was out of the question, even if it was only a Memory. Rowan could match Gothra'Inul and the others because he had an impossible amount of Essence and Aether, and no matter how much he splurged, using an impossible amount of energy in every action he was taking, he was regenerating them just as quickly, he obviously could not do the same thing here.