He awoke in a plain field. He knew his stay in the citadel was temporary, as he had to venture deeper in order to complete his work.
Armed with the abacus, he consulted Aristotle's Encyclopediae.
He conjured several lattices, each line connecting one of Aristotle's categories into the other, forming the CGI – Conceptual Graph Information. Through doing so, he'd lead Aristotle's wisdom books that he picked from his village to new heights, elevated by the mathematical formalism of new ages. He sought knowledge representations- so great would they be that they'd comport the ontological systems of giants.
One of which had in fact appeared, looming. Making use of the CGI, he asked:
"CGI, identify."
"Unknown substance."
"Really?" he thought. An entity not identified by Aristotle's famous work. Likely, it came from far away or was created more recently, otherwise it would not have escaped inclusion in Aristotle's colletanea. It could not then be a mere giant, as he first thought, such a creature being dissected in the pages of fantastical animalium.
What was this? It did not seem to posses Spirit, as the spirits do, it did not seem to have blood, or breathe; it had neither claw, nor fur. It was not Alive, yet it moved as if it had a mind of its own. A giant of clockwork.
John climbed on the mechanical golem, adding him to the Machina genus of his catalog, and immediately had to go back to land; it was hostile, and attempted to destroy John with a blow of the hand.
The landscape damaged, Sowa used the opportunity to climb back and drew Quine's Dagger – it was but the same weapon as his arrows, he merely changed its form – and hit upon its gears, one after another, until finally the robot fell.
"Clockwork Golem, Machina genus. An unliving machine with no bio-organism. Caution: It's hostile"