The Price of Power

They learned that each rune was part of a greater pattern, connected through an invisible web of energy that dictated how they interacted.

"The simplest runes exist in isolation," the beast explained. "But the greater runes? They are intertwined. A single mistake in inscription, even one stroke carved incorrectly, and the effect will shift."

Argolaith frowned, running his fingers over one of the inscriptions on the floor. "Shift how?"

The Saint Beast gazed at him, its golden eyes flickering with power. "It could invert the effect. It could magnify it beyond control. Or it could… destroy what it was meant to empower."

Kaelred clicked his tongue. "So, we're dealing with runes that don't just fail—they backfire."

The beast nodded. "And the greater the power, the greater the risk."

Despite the warning, Argolaith and Kaelred continued studying.