467 If I Cannot Have My Prize. No One Will

Deep inside the universe, a red light was shooting through the darkness of the void. The speed of the movement was exaggerated as it zoomed past many different galaxies in a few short weeks. Inside that red light was the figure of the Third Prince, Rowan's father.

Something was different about his appearance however, he was visibly losing weight, and his true appearance was emerging underneath all the layer of fat on him, although for the moment the red light emerging from his body was so thick that his form could not be seen.

If Rowan was here he would have understood a frightening aspect about his father's power. The red light that he was using to shoot through the universe was none other than Intent!

Rowan would have been frozen in shock for the amount of Intent his father was pushing out every single second was thousands of times greater than all the Intent in his body. It was unknown what grade this Intent could be, but it was vast.