Yellow River Academy
The colossal aircraft, a behemoth of gleaming metal and arcane energy, penetrated the academy's depths with an eerie silence.
It seemed to phase through a shimmering, invisible barrier, as if entering a realm beyond the physical. The craft was a marvel of engineering, its sleek form and pulsating lights a stark contrast to the academy's ancient, stone architecture.
Emerging from the ethereal passage, the aircraft hovered majestically above a circular landing platform, a perfectly manicured expanse of dark stone. With a gentle descent, it kissed the ground, its engines humming a low, resonant note.
The massive hatch hissed open, revealing a yawning black maw. From its depths, emerged a squad of elite wizards, their auras crackling with raw power. They moved with the precision of well-oiled machines, their eyes cold and calculating.
