The second layer—now glowing green—lit up around the core. It shimmered with intricate lines and angular symbols.
"The Runic Matrix. This is your first wall. The most average people will ever reach. It is the structural layer—the circuit board of your rune. It determines how mana flows, how efficiently you can cast, how stable your element becomes, and how well you resist its backlash."
He raised a brow. "To form this… you must learn the Runic Language."
However, despite hearing his words, not a single student wavered. They had all come to this prestigious academy not to shame their name but to leave it in the annals of history as one of the greatest beings this kingdom had nurtured.
A quiet wave of groans rippled through the room. The very mention of "language" made several students slump in their seats. A few already had their heads in their hands.
