A hush fell over the room as a tall figure emerged from the arched doorway, his presence demanding attention even before he fully stepped into view. Kalden Veyl strode into the Grand Astral Chamber with the poise of a man who carried the weight of immense power. Draped in flowing dark robes adorned with golden and silver sigils that shimmered faintly with magic, he seemed more like a force of nature than a mere man. His long red hair fell loosely around his back, and his piercing eyes scanned the room with a calm yet intense focus.
The atmosphere in the chamber seemed to shift, the air growing heavier with anticipation as his boots echoed softly against the marble floor. There was no grand flourish to his entrance, yet his sheer aura was enough to make every heart in the room skip a beat.
