One mind... Each to their own... Frathna... Wings... Walk...

Saquin and his group emerged from the alley into the outskirts of Frathna Academy, out of the shadow of a tree by a cliff.

Prior to this, he had no knowledge of the location of the academy, but kresa knew the general direction and the supposed distance. From the little information gotten, getting here was easy, after all Saquin SP sense could cover an absurd amount of distance.

Looking down at the institution, a breath of awe appeared in Saquin. He can not recall ever seeing something as grand as it.

The institution stood like a beacon of knowledge and power, its vast structure a contrast to the decayed ruins of lesser cities.

Grand towers pierced the sky, their surfaces gleaming under artificial light, casting long shadows over the manicured courtyards below. Gargantuan gates, carved with ancient runes, sealed the entrance, their enchantments pulsing faintly with restrained might.