They moved through wide blue halls that pulsed with concentrated Mana, the walls themselves alive with flowing power.
The architecture here was functional, every line and curve serving a purpose in the greater mechanism of Glyph generation.
As they walked, Riya talked, her words tumbling out with the enthusiasm.
"So the Old Things, Uncle Kael and the other Seed Members, they were stuck for ages trying to figure out how to make this work," she said, gesturing broadly at the surrounding structure.
"They understood the theory, could manipulate Mana Glyphs individually, but the systematic generation and storage part? That kept eluding them."
Her jewel-blue eyes blazed with satisfaction.
"Then I came along, and my sensitivity for Mana... fuck, it's hard to explain. I can feel the building blocks of every single Glyph. Not just perceive them…I mean feel them, like touching fabric and understanding how every thread connects."
