The Final Hour Part 4

Both figures returned to his side, Buer glanced at them. 

"Its time, position in front of me you two"

Both looked at him for confirmation, he nodded with a grimace. 

"Don't let these go to waste.. Helix and Gesh.."

Buer opened his left palm, slitting said oam with his right finger. Before drawing a rune in the air in front of both. The rune, unlike arcane runes, had characters packed into its shape. 

After writing them, he wrote his own in front of himself. The rune shook, a black lighr unlike anything they had wrapped itself around the rune, before fading out.

Bael and Floyd glanced over in question. They couldn't even read that rune, which was saying something. Given their language for the book was runecraft! 

Yet that rune was clearly not of the rune language. Or at least not the norm, Bael was the first to ask.

"Can we get some of that?"

Buer shook his head.