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The rosy light shone through the lush forest, illuminating the procession led by Dean Leona. They were slowly entering the Aiserai Plains, a mysterious land shrouded in enigmatic magic and history.
Accompanying them were the dazzling-eyed Sophia and Morris, whose bloodline carried elven traits.
Leona gracefully stopped, allowing the team behind her, including Fio, Lina, and Brit, to take a break. She held a staff made of ice crystal, instantly creating a small misty area around everyone. The cool air revitalized everyone's spirits.
Sophia held Leona's hand, standing on the rotating windmills of Aiserai Plains. A gentle breeze brushed over her blue eyes, causing her vision to blur slightly. The "Wanderer of the Mist" mage robe fluttered in the wind, with threads of various elemental powers slowly vibrating.
"It's truly a beautiful land, but seeing this scenery makes me think that the peace as prophesied will only last for three more years." Sophia said with a slightly melancholic tone.
"That's right, but we are here now to prevent that future." said Leona, the dean.
"Here," Leona said with a smile, "we're almost near our destination. According to the ancient map and documents, the place where the meteor fell should be just ahead not far away."
Sophia, holding the Key of the Celestial Realm staff, felt a subtle magical fluctuation, as if something was calling out to her.
"I feel like... the forces of light and darkness are intertwining here," Morris said solemnly, holding the Shadowfang dagger.
Suddenly, Morris's ears twitched slightly. His elven heritage made him very sensitive to the sounds around him. He tightly gripped the Shadowfang dagger, his blue eyes flashing with a hint of vigilance.
"We are not the only ones here, there are other creatures, possibly elves or dwarves," Morris said cautiously.
Leona smiled and said, "Excellent observation, Morris. In fact, our purpose in this journey is to find allies from these two races, as they hold key information that can help us unravel the mystery of the prophecy."
After walking for a while, a group of elves and dwarves suddenly emerged from the azure lake. The elves were slender and beautiful, as if they had stepped out of a fairy tale. The dwarves, on the other hand, were rugged and burly, with full beards and wielding battle-axes.
"Welcome to Aiserai Plains, magic users of Noah Academy," said a graceful elven prince with golden hair named Aeseriel as he walked over. "I am the leader of the elven tribe here."
"I am Gran, the representative of the dwarf clan," said Gran. Then, a dwarf walked over, holding a huge war hammer in both hands.
The elven leader with golden hair said, "You are here to find the location of the fallen meteor, aren't you?"
"Hey, it looks like you've also heard about that dreadful prophecy," a dwarf leader continued, his voice rough but filled with passion.
"Indeed," Leona responded, "We came here hoping to find some solutions."
"Indeed, a meteor has fallen here, and it has affected the magical energy of this land," said Aetherial.
"We Dwarves have also felt this impact," added Grong, "the ores here have changed, becoming a substance we have never seen before."
"We are here to study this phenomenon in order to prevent the impending collapse and war," interjected Dean Leona.
"In that case, we are willing to share some key information with you," the elf prince produced an ancient scroll. "This was left by our ancestors and contains information about meteor."
Magic schoolChang Leona took the scroll.
"And here we have the 'Hammer of the Underworld,' which can be used to forge extremely durable equipment," the dwarf leader added excitedly.
Sophia and Morris locked eyes and both felt a surge of excitement. With this information and items, they would be able to understand their own destinies better.
Unfortunately, they would have to wait until they returned to find out the contents of the ancient scroll, as it needed to be reported to the headmaster of Magic school, Leona.
"We are grateful," said Leona with a smile, "That is what we should do," responded the elven prince gracefully, "In the impending collapse and war, we are all long-standing allies."
"Then let's face it together!" dwarf leader raised his battle axe high and let out a deafening battle cry.
Later, the elf leader's gaze fell on Morris and he smiled, saying, "From the looks of you, you should also be a member of the elven race. Good, very good."
Aiseriel waved his hand, and a high elf beside him took out a small wooden box containing strange liquids and a small magic scroll.
"This is some of the supplies our tribe can provide. This magic scroll contains a spell for locating specific magic sources, and this dew of life will be very helpful for you."
The members of the Magic School, including Leona, Sophia, and Morris, thanked the elves and accepted these valuable supplies.
"Up ahead is the place where the meteor fell, but it requires a special way to enter," Aetherial said, suddenly becoming serious. "This place is protected by an ancient magic circle and requires a powerful force to activate."
Sophia and Morris exchanged a glance, and a tacit understanding seemed to pass through their blue eyes. Both of them knew that they would face greater challenges and more severe tests ahead.
As it was getting late, Leona and the others from the Magic School decided to set up camp here tonight and head to the magic circle where the meteor is located tomorrow.
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