บท 265: The Path Of Greater Synchronization Of Sorcery

August stepped into the grand library. The library spanned several floors, each adorned with intricately carved wooden archways that seemed to twist and flow. Enormous glass windows, stained with vibrant hues of blue and gold, filtered sunlight into the vast space, casting a kaleidoscope of colors upon the polished marble floor. The shelves were crafted from rare woods, overflowing with tomes and scrolls.