Meanwhile...
In the grand chamber of the capital's magic tower...
High above the bustling streets of the city, at the top floor of the tower in the massive room the tower master resided.
The space was bathed in the soft glow of enchanted crystal orbs, casting shifting patterns on the mosaic floor.
Shelves laden with ancient tomes and glowing artifacts lined the walls, while the air was filled with the faint hum of active enchantments.
At the center of the room stood a grand desk made of ebony, its surface cluttered with scrolls, quills, and various magical trinkets.
Behind the desk sat Tower Master Lucien Eldregarde, a man whose aura radiated both wisdom and power.
His orange hair, tied neatly at the nape of his neck, glinted under the light of the crystals, and his emerald-green robes, embroidered with golden runes, marked his station as the head of the tower.
