After the elite team of students left, the vast workshop fell into silence once more. The floating magic lamp automatically dimmed its brightness, casting a hazy glow.
Ron stood alone by the window, gazing at the dazzling night scenery of the Central Lands through the crystal window. Those towering mage tower spires glittered under the starlight, like inverted stars.
Yet at this moment, this beauty could not calm the turmoil within his heart. He gently caressed the exquisite rune gloves in his hand, Liss's earnest and focused expression still vivid in his memory.
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