Cool air brushed their faces as they finally stepped inside.
Michael's eyes narrowed.
There were other people already waiting within the large hall. Their robes were different, dark grey with silver trims, marking them as assistant teachers.
Each one of them carried the quiet confidence of someone at the peak of Rank 2 or at least very close to it.
Michael recognized one or two from lectures.
What are they doing here?
His question answered itself a moment later, because ahead of them, occupying the center of the room, was a massive circular platform.
A teleportation array.
Wide, engraved with overlapping rings of intricate symbols, enchanted lines, and glowing mana channels that rippled faintly like breathing light. The entire structure hummed with spatial energy.
Even before stepping close, Michael could feel it, the subtle distortion in the air, the faint sensation of being pulled forward and pushed back at the same time.
This was no practice device.
