Arkael leaned over the table, his gaze fixed on the glowing symbols. "This resonates with what the Guru Dimensi taught me about the Cawan's original purpose," he observed, tracing a finger over a particularly intricate pattern. "To absorb, to filter, to harmonize. But these diagrams… they imply a far more aggressive application."
"Indeed," Elara replied, her voice tight. "They speak of 'dimensional harvesting,' 'reality reweaving.' Concepts that are terrifying in their scope." She pointed to a specific symbol, a complex nexus of interlocking lines and spheres, reminiscent of a miniature galaxy. "This one, in particular, has always bothered me. It appears in several places, always associated with the most dangerous, most forbidden techniques. It's almost like a signature."
Arkael frowned,
