Chapter 9.1, Encounters In Younger Days
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“Ah-hem! I am Irene, soon to be one of the Six Archmages!”
The bold declaration echoed through the Magic University classroom as she stood proudly at the podium, her chest swelling with determination and self-assurance.
“Very good, Miss Irene. That’s quite an ambitious goal,” the instructor responded with a calm, measured tone. She clapped her hands softly to send Irene away. “Now, please return to your seat.”
“Grrr!” Irene growled in frustration, her eyes narrowing into a fierce glare aimed directly at the unruffled instructor.
Beside Irene sat a small, sharp-featured man, his expression a mask of boredom and disinterest.
“You seem… familiar. Have we met somewhere?” Irene inquired, tilting her head and resting her chin on her hand.
“Eh, I dunno,” the young man replied with a shrug, his tone indifferent and detached.
Irritated by his lackluster response, Irene leaned closer, her eyes narrowing as she scrutinized his face intently.