However, before he stepped out the door, Lana spoke once more.
"Oh! I almost forgot. Use the rune carefully. Since you're arcane cortex has been destroyed, I linked the core of the Bloodblade to you flesh, blood and muscles. Once the arcane energy in your body is exhausted and you keep on activating the rune, your flesh, blood and muscles would be used to power the rune until you're sucked dried with nothing left."
Tron paused at the door's entrance with a squinted look on his face. He nodded his head and then left.
•••
Tron stood alone in the dimly lit training chamber, the air thick with anticipation. His eyes locked onto the practice dummy across the room, a crude figure of wood and straw, but his mind was elsewhere, focused on the ethereal feeling just beneath his skin.
His wrists throbbed in time with his heartbeat, the Blood Blade rune pulsating faintly with a malevolent crimson light.
