Chapter 99: Lavish Mode Of Transportation

The sun had long set, casting a cool, bluish glow over the academy grounds. Damon tried everything he could to buy more time—excuses, delays, even pretending to be busy—but Lilith Astranova wasn't someone who took no for an answer. And so, he found himself reluctantly making his way to the academy's gates.

The gates of the academy were nothing short of magnificent. A towering metallic structure crafted from rods of unknown origin, they glistened faintly under the moonlight. Damon had no clue what material they were made from, but their presence alone was intimidating. It was said that Athor the Sage, the legendary founder of the academy, had created the gates himself.

'He must have been quite the artist,' Damon thought wryly, staring up at the intricate patterns etched into the metal.