"There are runes there, right?" It was Onyx that noticed them. The seemingly shimmering forms that were clearly some strange elemental runes. They weren't normal though. Not in the terms of what Walker could say that rune carvers and craftsmen used.
These runes were different and more natural almost. They didn't really pull in mana around them but they held the mana of the one that carved them in to the very space. Meaning that the one who made them was using some higher form of space mana while ensuring that they were anchored in.
As much as Walker was enamored with the additional life mana and then getting some pure death mana to store away and learn from, he was also stunned with the fact that someone had carved runes that to home were so useful that they could remain in one police for who knew how long.
