The tension in Sanctum of Mirrors was thick as the senior staff of the school gathered in the Principal’s Chamber. The grand circular room, illuminated by enchanted chandeliers, exuded an air of authority. At the center stood Principal Katie, a tall, composed woman with piercing green eyes that seemed to see through souls. She folded her hands behind her back, waiting for silence.
To her left sat Headmaster Ewan, a stern man known for his mastery of elemental magic. Next to him was Headmistress Liora, who specialized in dreamscapes and illusions. Around the table were the other senior teachers: Professor Armand of combat training, Professor Evelynn of spell theory, and Professor Helia, the youngest, who oversaw magical artifacts and their histories.
“Thank you all for coming on such short notice,” Katie began, her voice steady yet firm. “I’ve called this meeting because of recent... disturbances within the school.”
Liora raised an eyebrow. “Are you referring to the Crescent studen
