Three days later, Serenya too ascended to the rank of Magus, an event that unfolded during the evening meal. The moment was unmistakable, her body glowing as the light of her affinities burst forth. A green as vivid as fresh spring grass shimmered around her, the clear mark of her Plant affinity, while threads of radiant white blazed just as brightly, the unmistakable power of Light itself. Gasps rippled through the dining hall as the glow filled every corner.
Corvin was on his feet in an instant, moving to her side with the same calm authority he had shown with Valyne's ascension. He guided Serenya gently away from the long table to a clear spot in the center of the room. His hands rose, glyphs springing into existence, glowing lines of power weaving into a precise runic circle. The glyphs spun and danced around him, catching the light from Serenya's aura, creating a tapestry of magic to stabilize her core and help the surging mana settle.
