Four months had passed since Anna, Logan, Mia, and Ryan started their journey at The Sanctum of Mirrors. The once unfamiliar halls of the supernatural school had become their second home. They had adapted to the daily routine, getting used to the peculiarities of their new lives, and slowly began to form relationships—some friendly, some not so much.
Each morning, the group gathered for breakfast in the Grand Hall. The long, cavernous room was filled with the chatter of students, all from different realms and backgrounds. The walls were adorned with paintings of ancient magical creatures and landscapes, a far cry from the mundane dining halls they were used to. Students sat at long, enchanted tables, where food appeared as if by magic, and the scent of sizzling pastries and hot cocoa filled the air.
Anna sat beside Logan, who was staring blankly at his breakfast. Mia, always the optimist, was making jokes to lighten the mood. Ryan, ever the scholar, was immersed in a thick book on a
