Ten people entered a large castle, that seemed as if pulled straight out from Hogwarts. The architecture was impressive, with towering spires and intricate stonework that spoke of ancient power and knowledge.
It was bustling with crowd, many gathered here and there while discussing something in hushed, urgent tones. The atmosphere was charged with an intensity that only came from serious research and breakthrough discoveries.
They all were madly studying the glyphs, scribbling notes and comparing theories with fervent energy.
Vritra walked leisurely in the castle, his presence commanding despite his casual demeanor, and asked someone: "Where is the grandmaster?"
"Uh you can find him at the top floor, that belong solely to the headmaster." The other person replied absent mindedly, while writing something, barely sparing a glance at the newcomers.
"Okay thanks." Nodding, the ten continued forward, drawing some curious glances from the scholars they passed.
