Ian's Guidance

Ian's gaze remained fixed on the boy Amo's index finger. That seemingly unharmed finger now appeared to him like a truth of the universe.

It contained mysteries capable of expanding his entire understanding of magic.

His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, catching every minute detail.

The selection and arrangement of magical runes, the subtle adjustments to the engraving needle's angle, the fluctuations in magical output, and the ritualistic quality of permanently branding magical power into the very source of life.

This was not simple enchanting or inscription work, but an almost creator-like alchemical art that perfectly fused external magical laws with the innate potential of life itself!

Ian could sense that every rune carved did more than leave a mark upon the bone—it opened new pathways within the child's magical circuits.

It reshaped the way he interacted with magical energy.

The idea of using the human body directly as a base for alchemical alteration was bold, mad, yet filled with unparalleled wisdom. Ian's mind raced. Everything he had learned about Alchemy, magical runes, and even Human Transfiguration was confirming and colliding with what he saw, sparking new inspiration.

Countless ideas seemed to boil within him, leaving him itching to find materials and try them out at once.

After an unknown amount of time, the final stroke of the rune was completed flawlessly. All the magical runes across the finger bone lit up at once, pulsing three times in unison like breathing before their glow completely withdrew, as though it had never existed. Yet Ian could sense that the bone had undergone a complete transformation, becoming a perfect magical artifact bound intimately to its host's life.

"It's done." Master Caleb let out a long breath. Fine beads of sweat covered his forehead, making it clear that the process had