Kyrian opened his eyes even before the first ray of sunlight crossed the horizon.
The room was still immersed in dimness. Only a faint bluish tone entered through the window, enough to reveal the simple outlines of the environment.
The cutting wind of the formation blew softly outside, carrying that sharp Qi that was now so familiar to him.
He did not remain in bed. He sat up immediately, his mind already awake. Without wasting time, he extended his hand. The eight books appeared on the table.
Kyrian stood up and walked to them, picking up the first volume. His eyes passed over the ancient cover for a brief instant before opening it directly to the first page.
The unknown language was no longer an obstacle.
The ancient symbols flowed naturally in his mind. The structures, the patterns, the connections, everything had already been assimilated the day before.
Now… he read. And understood.
"The first volume is about barrier formations…" Kyrian murmured, almost in a low voice.
