The chamber was filled with a sense of awe as everyone stood mesmerized by the restored grandeur of the Magic Tower University. Once a symbol of decayed ruins, now it gleamed with the same magnificence it had before its fall, every corner exuding magical energy. The arcane symbols etched into the marble floors, the towering spires, and the shimmering walls seemed to pulse with life once more. A deep silence fell over the room, broken only by the sound ofsoft gasps as people took in the breathtaking sight.
Elara stood amidst the quiet, her stoic expression hiding the emotions swirling within her. She had seen many things in her short life, but this—this was a testament to power. The kind of power that could shape worlds, alter fate, and command respect from even the highest of circles. Her golden mana flickered faintly around her, reacting to the potent magic in the air.
Suddenly, a voice rich with mana and authority broke through the stillness.
