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“Not even a sketch?” “No. Not even a sketch. I know this isn’t from a basic Runebound ritual.” “Good. Because it’s not,” she said, flipping through a hefty tome, the runes carved into the cover glowing as it opened to an exact midair page. “This is not your magic, Kellan. Or any werewolf's.”

He raised the blade, and the runes ignited with an eerie glow. The world around them shuddered. A deep, guttural sound echoed through the ruins, like the wail of something ancient waking from a long slumber. The shadows thickened, coiling around the throne, resisting the pull of the ritual. The Veil did not intend to let go without a fight. A figure stepped forward from the darkness, its form flickering between solid and smoke. The First King. But this time, he was not alone. Dozens of figures emerged from the shadows, kings of old, their eyes hollow, their bodies wrapped in spectral chains.

I sat down on the pillow and she sat across from me. The first man on the scroll went by the name Lyrien. Lyrien was a brooding, loyal knight who according to what's stated here had some deep connections with Eldrador. I don't think that I have seen him before but he was selected to represent one of the four elements: Earth. The second man was Caspien, a calm and enigmatic healer with the power to control tides and he represented the water. He was from the Asttland kingdom far away from here.

“Safe is not a word I’d use.” Meanwhile, I had been pouring over the Prophetess’ remnants, the runes she left behind, the ashes of her robes, the half-burnt bones from the ritual. In the fragments of her chants, I uncovered a phrase repeated like a refrain: **"When the last rune shatters, the Sleeper shall rise."** I didn’t know what it meant. But the earth had started to hum beneath our feet. It started subtly. Animals going silent in the forest. Birds refusing to fly past the eastern cliffs. Then tremors in the night, soft at first, like something shifting far underground. The elders said it was nothing. But my instincts said otherwise.

Logan carefully put me down, then charged at Niles and they started fighting fiercely. My back hurt so much that I gasped for air. But just then, a bold idea flashed through my mind. Looking at Sophie acting crazy, I knew we couldn't keep the rebirth secret any longer. But more than the rebirth, I needed to create a role for myself. One that could guide Logan to the path I wanted. Logan and Niles were natural enemies. They fought many times. No one had won yet. While Logan was distracted, Niles grabbed Sophie and ran.

LOGAN: It's all in this book ANYA: I also don't understand how he knew 80% of the book content by just holding it. LOGAN: (opened the book) Wait a minute....it says to lock a person with a spell, you have to say LOXSIDA...to unlock, a lock spell, it's KOLUNCIDA STRONE. How come to unlock is longer than to lock? ANYA: It doesn't matter, let's try it. (Points at Rose) Koluncida Strone. (nothing happened)

The guild master and his council would hold special lectures where they would teach different topics, some they had never heard of before like rune language. Over the past few months, the guild members had taken on to rune language and made it their own, thousands of magic circles to do all sorts of things were born. The developers would write a book showing how it's done and detailing what lead up to the discovery and additional thoughts they might have. The guild will reward them for their work. The book would end up in the library if the council considered it good enough.

"We are finding the changes unsettling. First, the Queen heals her falcon, then you change from wearing your armor, to wearing ancient robes… I feel we are wondering what is next, and for what purpose?" Niamh rose to her feet, standing close to her King. Lorcan intertwined his fingers with hers before speaking. "What is next?" Lorcan repeated. "I shall tell you. The old prayers will be brought back to the temples, Council will be held in the ancient tongue, and I plan on building alliances alongside my Queen." Fregal landed on the window sill and gave a warning screech. The elven council stared at the King in silence.

“Princess, I think only you can read it.” Alessia looked down again, heart hammering. The words rearranged themselves—Lux forming sentences she could understand. She began to read aloud. “‘When the moon-born child awakens with light that reaches heaven and shadow that cuts through kings.’” Her voice thinned. Ariadne urged softly, “Continue.” Alessia exhaled. “‘…the three Empires shall bend or break. The throne of one shall tremble and a new world shall rise…wrought by her hands.’”

Though there are some that were blinded by the offers of their kingdoms and were treated according to what they have promised but they are already too late, the first kingdom to have accepted the Carriers as they really are have already advance too far for the other kingdoms to catch up. A few years later after the horrifying events that had occurred in the entire world that cost the lives of so many children, people started to act normally even after seeing a young adult use their awakened ability. The other kingdoms started to see them as treasures so they are more privileged than normal citizens. Seeing how the Carriers were treated, most of the youngsters had decided to reveal that they