BY DAWN...
Morning crept slowly into the Grade C chambers, the light dim but steady, filtering through the arched windows and spilling over the polished stone floor. The resonance field shimmered faintly at the far end, humming softly like a beast at rest, its mana pressure filling the air.
Students were already awake, moving with that unmistakable noble grace, their pride almost tangible as they walked through the wide entrance. The murmur of boots against stone echoed as they crossed the threshold, every step bringing them deeper into the heart of the chamber.
At the front stood Selene, her robes falling perfectly, her presence commanding but calm. Beside her, Nyssa held a scroll tucked under one arm, speaking softly with one of the aides. Together they waited, overseeing as their students gathered.
