"..What are you even talking about?" Theo asked, even more confused than before, his brows knitting tightly as his mind raced to keep up.
The modifications his father had described required stripping away everything that made the foundations… foundations in the first place. Every rune, every line, every structural layer that held them together. This went far beyond the scope of conventional foundation-adjustment techniques that only altered minor aspects with extreme precision and control.
That was without even accounting for the overwhelming, almost unbearable pain that anyone attempting such a process would inevitably experience.
If he actually tried it, how many foundations could he realistically adjust before collapsing under the strain of pain and the violent interference between engravings? Two? Three at best?
