The roads around Xander's Institute of Swords and Magic were alive the bustle of activity everywhere.
Vendors lined the walkways, students laughed and bartered, and bursts of mana flickered in the air as young mages entertained the crowd with harmless displays of magic.
It wasn't just a day—it was a festival.
Yet beneath the laughter and music, everyone knew what this day truly represented. Today marked the end of another era—the graduation ceremony for the academy's final-year students. The day when new legends would step out into the world.
The grand institution of Xander's Institute had earned its fame across the continent. Many called it the cradle of brilliance, a place where both sword and sorcery reached their peak. Its reputation had grown so vast that only the scions of noble families could afford to study within its hallowed walls.
And because of that, the crowd that filled the academy city today werent only composed of mere commoners.
