Morena climbed the stairway with some haste in her pace, her thoughts were lingering on the previous tests; her mind especially was still aching from the last test with the mirror. Her head throbbed faintly, but she tried her best to ignore it.
She needed to find her room and sort through everything she had been given, then she would take a much-needed rest.
The third floor was quiet and empty, at least as far as she could see.
When she stepped into the hallway, she paused for a moment.
A long corridor stretched ahead, lit by floating crystals embedded into the ceiling. Doors lined both sides, identical in shape and color, each marked with a number burned into a small metal plate. There were dozens of them.
Possibly more than she could count with a casual glance.
It was enough to tell her that the Tower housed a large number of apprentices. And from what the older man had said, all of them had arrived before her, all of them had already begun learning what she didn't know.
