"You know about the Rune of Light," Zaun said. He stood on a high tower, gazing at the capital sprawling toward the horizon. The Unknown King stood beside him, hands clasped at his back.
"I know everything," said the Unknown King. "The Blesser isn't a hybrid like the others. He has a unique link to the Rune of Light, and you used that to your advantage. It was incredible… what you and the others did."
Zaun almost smiled. "We were risking failure. We were trying to create a weapon that used a natural rune and could bring life to the figures carved into it."
The Unknown King nodded, a low hum escaping him. "It worked. You created a weapon close to the rank of a relic. I await the moment his strength is restored."
His golden eyes watched the two armoured figures in an arena, a place once designated for knights to spar while their comrades cheered from the stands.
