{Elira}
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This time, the professors filed in one after another. I saw familiar faces: the triplet brothers, combat instructors, scent-tracking specialists, even lecturers I had only glimpsed from afar.
And behind them was the administrative staff.
Then came the vice-chancellor. Her presence seemed to weigh the air itself.
The hall stirred with restless whispers, the kind that built and spread like fire until nearly every student was leaning toward their neighbor.
Nari bent toward me, her whisper sharp and quick. "Okay, that's a lot of staff. What in the Moon's name is happening?"
The whispers cut short the moment the vice-chancellor stepped forward and stopped behind the lectern with the kind of calm that carried authority without needing to demand it, her long robe trailing softly behind her.
