The summer sun bathed Glory Academy in a golden radiance, turning every corner of the sprawling campus into a scene worthy of a painting. The towering white spires of the academy shimmered like polished ivory, their tips glinting whenever the sunlight struck them at the right angle. The walls, adorned with ancient carvings of legendary heroes and mythical beasts, seemed warmer, almost alive, under the brilliant blue sky.
A gentle breeze rolled through the academy grounds, carrying with it the scent of blooming summer flowers. The gardens, carefully maintained by both mages and nature spirits, were in full bloom. Roses of crimson, tulips of soft violet, lilies with pure white petals, and even exotic mana-infused blossoms that glowed faintly in daylight decorated the pathways. Their colors were so vivid that they seemed to hum with life, and small crystal butterflies—summoned familiars of the gardening department—fluttered from bloom to bloom.
