The battle goes on. I continue to battle undead in hopes of one day becoming a Bloodmage.
I've heard from others that it takes days, but I plan on destroying undead continuously for the next few exile days. At this rate, I know that I will become a Bloodmage soon.
Additonally, I noticed something odd after gaining my first training with the Bloodblade. I learned far more than any on this island would have learned from a single training... I believe that my past knowledge of blood magic is coming back. Again, Mobius' mind-washers must have failed in their attempts to relieve me of my knowledge of battle and blood magic.
It must have been the blood magic that has protected me.