Moments later, the doors swung open again, and Master Borris entered the chamber, his aged yet powerful form commanding attention. His aura, now more refined and potent than ever, radiated a heat that seemed to make the air around him dance. The hall fell into silence, the tension breaking as the old mage's presence shifted the balance of power.
Luke stepped forward, the weight of the council's pressure suddenly more bearable with his master beside him. Borris looked at Luke, his eyes sharp with pride and concern.
"Luke," Borris said quietly, "you have held your ground well. But remember, strength is the foundation upon which everything else is built. The council may have their doubts, but they cannot ignore the power that stands with you now."
King Alden's voice broke the silence. "Master Borris, your return is most timely. Your reputation precedes you. It seems there is more at work here than we initially understood."
