Alia sits in a meditative position in the center of the mana gathering array.
It isn't powered at the moment but the lingering energy makes her hair stand on end and she enjoys the rush.
The tower itself has many rooms with high ceilings.
It took up the area of four buildings twenty yards across on both sides making it a place where mages do not usually run into each other.
Once she felt the array finally run out of energy she opens her eyes taking deep breaths and stepped outside of the room.
A winding hallway led to a staircase that curved down and opened into the first hall.
In the middle of the circular hall lay what looked like a silver mound with a red oak desk.
The desk has silver balls half embedded into the oak.
Two young men and a women with heads bent over writing on what looked like silver tablets with silver pens worked vigorously.