The knowledge from the book flowed into Adrian's head like a river breaking through a dam, every concept slotting into place with a clarity that felt almost unnatural.
Enchanting runes, mana infusion, the properties of magic metals — it all became familiar, as if he'd spent months studying the craft.
He clutched his head, his fingers pressing against his temples, a dizzying rush making his vision blur for a moment.
"Wow," he muttered, his voice low in the quiet library. 'I feel like trying this now. I think I'm good to start already.'
The urge to rush back to the Forge Mastering hall and hammer out an enchanted blade was strong, but he pushed it down.
'One step at a time,' he told himself, steadying his breath. With that task ticked off, he stood up and headed for the History section.
It wasn't a surprise that the History section dwarfed the others, its shelves packed with several books of every size.
