Runes

Khan sat cross-legged at the top of the hill. The battle had ruined its smooth surface, adding cracks, digging holes, and covering it with maimed corpses and gory puddles. The pack was no more, but Khan's night was still long.

A purple-red light disrupted the dark environment. A bright, intricate rune hovered before Khan's chest, siphoning mana into his body. His flesh greedily accepted that energy, storing it under his skin to prepare it for the following absorption.

After the toxic pool completed Khan's physical transformation, he only had his attunement with mana to address. Bringing that stat to one hundred points would finalize the process, turning him into an official evolved warrior.

Increasing the attunement with mana had never been a big problem for Khan. The [Blood Vortex] had always made his growth extraordinary, fueling his fame and more than compensating for his inability to rely on infusions.