The interior of the building felt like a different world, an awe-inspiring space. The walls were lined with intricate, glowing magic circles—each one seemingly unique but all connected in some unfathomable pattern.
In the center of this vast room stood the cylindrical portal—its oval shape exuding an aura of power that drew the eye irresistibly. The portal glowed with an ethereal light, casting strange reflections on the surrounding circles. It was as if the magic circles on the walls and the portal in the center were part of a grand, beautiful design.
Ashok stood unmoved by the mesmerizing glow of the Warp Portal, his gaze sharp and analytical, fixated on the intricate web of magic circles that adorned the walls. He couldn't bring himself to marvel at the beauty around him, nor could he feel the awe that many would likely experience in such a place.
