Professor Faye stood with her arms crossed, staring at the inferno that had once been Cecilia's office.
The flames crawled unnaturally along the stone walls, burning without a hint of smoke, or even flickering when the breeze picked up.
To put it simply, it was pure magical fire.
Several staff members stood at a cautious distance, weaving suppression spells again and again, only for the fire to recoil and surge back as if insulted by the attempt.
Of course, they'd tried putting it out with water, but the liquid evaporated before it even made contact with the fire.
Principal Aldred Kael stood beside her, hands clasped behind his back, white beard thoughtfully stroked between his fingers.
His eyes reflected the blaze, but his expression remained controlled.
"Magical fire that resists extinguishing," he said quietly. "That narrows things down."
Faye exhaled. "Not by much. There are still too many people who could manage this. And that's counting the people in Camelot alone."
