The hallway outside the working rooms of Amberine and Elara was packed with a mix of curious students and anxious faculty members. They murmured to one another in low tones, their gazes locked on the doors that had remained tightly shut for hours. The mana emanating from the rooms had only intensified since last night, and now the air outside the doors seemed to warp, shimmering with an almost tangible energy. One side of the hall felt like it was burning with the heat radiating from Amberine's room, while the other was frigid, the cold seeping out from Elara's side.
"What the hell is going on in there?" one student asked, his voice low, as he stared wide-eyed at the flickering magical defenses that were struggling to contain the elements raging within. "They've been in there since last night. How are they still going?"
