"I'm back."
Ian took a deep breath. The familiar Magic Concentration in the air caused a slight ripple in his Sea of Spirit.
Gaga perched on his shoulder, its heterochromatic eyes curiously surveying the surroundings.
"A lot of people are watching us, Ian."
Indeed.
The gazes of many nearby Wizards, both overt and subtle, fell upon him.
A strange Level One Wizard, his robes old but his aura condensed.
With a peculiar-looking Raven Summoned Demon perched on his shoulder, the pair stood out among the returning group.
"Ignore them." Ian pulled his hood tighter and walked toward the registration office.
Malena had already left to report back to Alevia.
Ian needed to complete his initial check-in first.
The registration office was on the east side of the reception platform, an arched building constructed from Moonlight Stones.
A line of moderate length had formed before its doors, mostly comprised of the Wizards who had just returned.
