Bab 31: The Actual Task [1]

The sun cast a muted, melancholic light over the grounds of the Royal Magic Academy, its rays struggling to pierce through the somber haze that hung in the air.

The once vibrant Grand Courtyard, now marked with scars of the recent attack, stood as a poignant reminder of the chaos that had unfolded just three days prior.

Fractured stone pathways and scorched flower beds told a tale of violence and disruption, yet amidst this backdrop of destruction, a sense of resilient determination permeated the atmosphere.

At the center of the courtyard, the round marble table—its surface now marred with cracks and soot—remained a symbol of unity and perseverance.

Around it sat a group of distinguished figures, their expressions a mix of solemnity and resolve. These were the esteemed teachers of the academy, their robes bearing the signs of recent turmoil but their eyes shining with unwavering resolve.