"Solomon is back on campus!"
Without wasting another second, the Grandmaster summoned his personal, enchanted flying carpet. He leaped onto the woven fabric and shot off, rushing directly toward the Astral Terminus at top speed.
He flew recklessly through the academy airspace, blasting past groups of startled mage students who were currently practicing their levitation spells and artifact piloting.
The Grandmaster completely ignored the academy's strict aerial speed limits, banking sharply and landing the carpet roughly in the main hallway leading directly into the Astral Terminus.
He hopped off the hovering rug and rushed the rest of the way on foot. He sprinted past groups of bewildered students, shocked professors, and confused terminal staff.
They all stopped and stared, wondering what on earth could possibly make the usually composed, dignified Grandmaster sprint through the halls like a panicked freshman late for an exam.
