"Good morning, class," the professor intoned, his voice echoing off the stone walls. "Today, we shall delve into the history of magical artifacts."
Wu Xie's heart sank as the professor launched into a detailed lecture, his words weaving a complex tapestry of magical lore and ancient civilizations. Wu Xie frantically scribbled down notes, trying to keep up with the unfamiliar terms and concepts.
"Minjun," he whispered frantically, poking his friend in the side. "What's a Soul Crystal again? I can't remember."
Minjun, the mischievous prince of the Mermen Clan, suppressed a snicker, enjoying Wu Xie's confusion a little too much. "A Soul Crystal is a powerful artifact that can store the essence of a creature's soul," he whispered back, adding a mischievous twist. "But be careful, Wu Xie. If you touch it the wrong way, it might just suck your soul right out!"