"What do you know about runes?"
Velyrian asked, glancing back at Akamir as Milo pushed his wheelchair toward the desk.
"Nothing much," Akamir admitted. "This is the first I've heard of them."
Velyrian sighed. "Why are humans so stupid?"
Akamir didn't have an answer for that.
It hadn't been long since he had found himself in Asher's body.
A little over a month, maybe.
There was still so much he didn't understand… so much he'd never even heard of before.
'If I can, I want to learn as much as possible while I'm here.'
"Runes, like I told you earlier, are the language of magic or mana," Velyrian said as they reached his desk.
He opened a plain notebook, flipping through its pages.
"Those who study runes are called Rune Masters."
Akamir mumbled, "That's quite straightforward."
"It is," Milo replied, sliding a chair in his direction. "Take a seat."
Akamir sat down next to Velyrian, who had begun sketching something inside the notebook.
