The League headquarters looked more like a tavern than a hall of heroes. Broad beams held up its heavy roof, and stained glass mosaics of beasts and warriors lined the upper walls. A sign creaked overhead: a sword embedded in an open book.
'Is that supposed to mean that might is above magic? In this world? What sort of eccentric people am I going to deal with?'
Kai stepped through the doors.
And instantly, he was hit by a tidal wave of mana.
It washed over him like molten honey, rich and overwhelming. Fire, frost, light, and darkness, amongst others.
It was all here.
Every type.
Every... flavour.