Chapter 432 - The Professor's Abstract Review

Amberine stumbled, her foot catching on the smooth marble floor as she came face to face with Draven. The scent hit her first—an almost intoxicating mix of aged parchment, incense, and something sharp like freshly struck flint, with just a hint of something else that was both foreign and familiar. It was a scent that seemed to settle in her senses, evoking warmth, safety, and an underlying unease. It felt like stepping into an ancient library, one filled with old secrets and untold power.