The students had entered through the front gates of the Central Academy, following a wide tunnel that led them to an expansive open area. Just as they had seen from above, the place truly did feel like a giant magical theme park.
The first thing to greet them was an impressive magical display, a grand illusion of the school's principal, Grand Magus Ibarin. Animated by power stones, the image floated above the entrance, swirling gracefully as if casting two spells from his hands.
I wonder what kind of chaos would unfold if I took out the power source for that thing, Raze mused to himself.
He didn't care for flashy performances or legacy symbolism like many of the other mages did. Still, a strange thought passed through his mind, What if I had been selected as the Principal instead of Ibarin?
Would I be the one handling the shady dealings of the Grand Magus from the inside?
