Flesh Of Madness

Rowan was on his knees, while he accessed his body condition, his evolution had stopped his uncontrolled mutation. Yet, it had not ceased. He had been able to create a delicate balance inside his body.

He was on a knife edge, and his teeming vitality was working overtime to keep his body in balance.

Nevertheless, he had never felt so weak. His body had kept his degeneration in check, but he had paid for it. It did not take long to realize that he would not be able to unleash his Serpents, as they were the only thing keeping his body in balance, and still feeding him the minor bits of energy for him to function.

If you were to scrutinize Rowan's body on a cellular level, you would discover his cells breaking apart only to be fused back together repeatedly, it was like a video stuck in a loop.