Lyra slowly nodded, her expression turning solemn as she recalled the Young Saint Stormcaller. The very mention of the name seemed to cast a shadow over her usually bright demeanor. "He is, and even I have to admit Stormcaller is quite the terrifying genius."
She paused, gathering her thoughts before continuing. "He stumbled upon a great opportunity to gain the legacy of a legendary Mage of the past whose title was the Stormcaller, absorbing his art and a part of his bloodline. It was thanks to that Stormcaller reached such a position where only Senior Mages can challenge him."
Lyra's voice lowered slightly, as if sharing a secret. "And Towa was right – Stormcaller is controlling, wanting complete dominion over what he considers his city. His power... it's not just in raw strength, but in the influence he wields."
