Both Arianna and Gladius found their eyes irresistibly drawn to the magical symbols and runic words engraved across the paper. Each character seemed to pulse with an inner light, and as Gladius stared, he could almost feel the weight of ages pressing down upon him.
This was knowledge that had been passed down through generations of mages, each adding their own insights and discoveries to the art.
"The Ember Sky Art," Arianna breathed, her voice filled with wonder. "The way to channel the Embers of the World into oneself."
That simple line, which they managed to decipher from the complex script, sent their minds reeling. It was as if a veil had been lifted, revealing a glimpse of the vast magical potential that lay before them. Their thoughts raced with possibilities, each imagining the heights they might reach with this newfound knowledge.
