As I reached for the door, Elandris spoke one final time, her voice barely above a whisper.
"Let's make this quick, Draven. I have a feeling things are about to get much more complicated."
I paused for a moment, the weight of her words hanging in the air between us. Complicated was an understatement. The dungeonification of the Magic Tower University had already pushed the limits of what we could manage, and now, with Armandra lurking just beyond this door, the real threat would finally reveal itself. This wasn't just a simple power struggle. No, it was something deeper, something older—like a game of chess that had been played long before I had stepped onto the board.
