"They are not bad. They should take the last step in the 6th Circle before grasping Immortal Grade weavings." Gran side eyed his sister as Brielle looked on as their siblings began to engrave.
None of them could match the insane speed of their Father who could use his hair in either form to engrave as well.
What took them days, he could accomplish in moments.
Yet, his golden eyes narrowed as he saw the fine sigils blaze to life as traces connected them in complex layers. Even though the wards should prevent anyone from seeing that much detail, all the siblings could.
Their bloodline, even impure as they were, made them mostly able to ignore the effects of their Father's wards on the senses. It was especially true for soul related aspects.
No one knew why they were all able to be weavers and neither of the other professions, it remained true that their vision included the ability to dissect weavings with ease.
