It hadn't taken long for the Prince to locate a secluded field away from the storm and monsters. It had taken even less time as his fingers danced over the snow, his fingers wet with his blood, as dozens of runes appeared one after the other. They shimmered with golden light twisting into a black fog as a protective ward forged of his blood materialized from the mana around the Serpent's Outreach, condensing before the Enochian runes.
[Rune Master(F) Proficiency increased by 3%]
Multiplier: 2x
Proficiency: 57% → 63%
[Ding]
[Ward of Nightly Protection shall conceal your location.]
When the light faded, and his presence was gone, Altair snapped, and from his shadow, Jorm and Kirr appeared, transported dozens of miles from where they previously stood. They fell to a knee before their Master in recognition.
