The remaining ten minutes passed in a blur of restless shifting, whispered conversations, and the steady humming thrum of the teleportation array as it charged to full capacity. The air in the atrium grew heavier, saturated with mana so dense it clung to the skin like mist.
In fact, there was mist, such a high concentration of pure mana created a mist like mana substance that drifted throughout the room, though it didn't majorly affect the actions of the students in any way.
Students fell into formation as instructed, but even in perfect rows the tension was palpable, knowing they were heading to an incredibly politically important region in the Demon Region.
A sharp tone rang through the hall. The runes beneath their feet flared from crimson to a searing white.
"Brace yourselves," Ysvara said calmly, her silhouette framed by ribbons of rising mana. "Long-distance teleportation, begin."
