"How?" Lena whispered, her voice filled with awe. The look in her eyes as she stared at him had now changed from fear to respect.
"I am a fast learner," Rhys said simply.
The first day of Rhys's training passed in a blur of impossible learning. Elder Solon would unroll a new scroll, explain a new, incredibly complex theory, and Rhys would master it in seconds.
He learned about runic synergy, elemental balancing, and spatial anchoring. By the end of the day, he had absorbed all the knowledge contained in the primary scrolls.
He had learned in one day what would have taken a normal genius a lifetime.
Elder Solon was no longer just surprised. He was filled with a deep, profound joy. He looked at Rhys not as a tool to be used, but as a true successor to his legacy.
That evening, as they were finishing their lesson, Solon looked at Rhys with a serious expression.
