The Innovation Chamber buzzed with an electric energy, a whirlwind of quills scratching against parchment, ink-stained fingers flying, and heated debates echoing through the air.
Felix stood at the center of this tempest, his keen eyes scanning the room as voices faded,two engineers still bickering over torque ratios for the enchanted blender's blade assembly, their words colliding like swords in a duel.
Nixie groaned dramatically, her head buried in her arms on the sleek obsidian table. "If I hear 'mana torque' one more time, I'm going to eat this blueprint!"
Next to her, Clair had been scribbling furiously for hours.
Her fingers were stained blue-black with ink from breaking two quills in her frantic note-taking.
Yet even amid exhaustion, her eyes sparkled with alertness, ready to catch every wild idea Felix was about to unleash.
