章 46: Abyssal Hall’s magic

The classroom for Abyssal Hall's magic curriculum was unlike any other space Liria had encountered in her brief time at the academy. Massive, circular, and with no discernible walls, it felt like standing inside a crystal ball. The transparent dome above them revealed a swirling sky of magical energy aetherial currents in hues of violet, gold, and green, twisting and dancing like a living aurora.

Liria sat near the back of the room, beside Enara, who lounged in her seat with her usual air of disinterest.

"Let me guess," Liria murmured under her breath. "This is the class where they tell us how amazing demons are and how humans should be groveling at their feet."

Enara smirked, her midnight eyes glinting with amusement. "Oh, they save that for history class. Magic lessons are slightly less insufferable."