In just three days, the intricate runes etched upon the cube faded dramatically.
Finally, Liang rose to his feet, a sense of calm authority emanating from him. With a simple, fluid motion, he waved his hand, and the colossal runic dragon that towered before him came to a halt, its majestic form trembling into stillness.
Confusion clouded the expressions of the two Elders as they hurried toward Liang, their robes billowing slightly with the rush of their movement.
"Mister Liang, why did you stop?" Elder Yun's voice was laced with impatience, his brow furrowed with concern.
Liang's eyes flickered like starlight as he turned to meet Elder Yun's gaze. A playful smile graced his lips. "Just tired.
