The Elyrian Healing Institute was bathed in the soft, bluish glow of its arcane energy fields. The sub-school's campus, located a short distance from the sprawling grounds of Anbord Mage Academy, was a harmonious blend of sleek, futuristic architecture and serene, bio-engineered gardens. EHI specialized in cultivating the healing affinities of its students, and everything about the place reflected this purpose—from the shimmering fountains infused with restorative nanites to the gentle hum of floating medical drones weaving between its buildings.
Harley adjusted the pale silver sash draped over her standard EHI uniform—a pristine white suit with golden highlights at the cuffs and collar. The sash bore the insignia of her title, Archwarden, a prestigious rank reserved for the most accomplished senior students. It wasn't just an honor; it was a responsibility, signifying her role as a mentor, mediator, and leader among her peers.
