Soon, an entourage of moon elves joined the meeting, and Arad had to send a quick request to Merlin asking her to expand the room's size, which she did in seconds.
Just from that quick spell, every single competent mage among the elves knew for a fact that if they wanted to learn magic, Merlin was their target. She has the knowledge, skill, expertise, and power to stand above all mages.
One of the dark elf guards approached D. "What kind of magic is this? The room expanded and grew new material at the same time. The floor didn't shift, and new furniture popped out."
D looked up with a tired face and shrugged. "Listen, even I don't know. She is far above my level." She shook her head. "As much as I hate her and her smug face, I'll drink her piss daily if it means she'll teach one spell a decade. She is at the level of the magic goddess."
