Two hours later, Lyra, having finished her training, arrived as promised in front of Astrid's training room and gently knocked on the door.
Though she didn't know why Astrid had called her here, if the other party said so, there must be a reason behind it.
After a brief wait, the door opened from within. Astrid gazed at Lyra obediently standing in the corridor and slightly shifted her body, leaving a gap for the girl to enter.
"Come in."
Stepping into the room, Lyra found no trace of the intense, bone-chilling cold that usually accompanied Astrid's ice magic practice. Instead, the air carried a gentle warmth, making her feel unusually comfortable.
Instinctively opening her elemental vision, Lyra saw lingering particles of light element, still dispersing, countless specks of luminous fragments floating around like summer ice cream, slowly melting away at a leisurely pace.
Astrid… practiced light magic tonight?
