There was a slight, but noticeable shift in the air, it was almost as if it had gotten a little bit windier than it had been moments ago.
But that was not all.
The floor where they sat began to glow, outlining the shape of a large rune, then slowly, dirt began to rise from the floor, forming multiple runes and floating around them.
Yennefer stopped eating and stared at the runes, her expression a mix of surprise and amusement.
'Is every single one of them an alphabet in runic language?' Eliron wondered.
He reached out to touch one of them, and when his finger made contact with the cool, earthen text, it began to give off a soft, golden glow.
"If you were trying to impress me with this, then consider me impressed."
He could sense the flow of her mana, that was how he knew that she had not used any ounce of her magic to activate the rune.
The spell was functioning solely on natural mana alone.
