He shook his head, realizing that the sooner he finished figuring this out, the faster they could leave this place. That meant actually reading the book again.
Properly this time.
The weight of the tome sat heavy in his hands. This was the same book Kael claimed he had used as the basis for the sigil. And sure enough, halfway through a cramped page of runes and notes, there it was—a small illustration of the exact same marking etched on his body.
Blood Sigil. Also known as the Sigil of Draconic Blood Warding.
His pulse stuttered. No way. This really was it.
Eyes narrowing, he skimmed faster, muttering under his breath as he pieced it together. "Protective rune… essence of a dragon… inscribed upon mortals or lesser beings…" The words tumbled out, each one making him sit a little straighter, making the pit in his stomach twist a little tighter.
