The moment Jacob strolled into the building, the grandeur of Mountain Elite Academy became more apparent, he had seen better structures in his life, but none from where he came from. The only interiors that could compete with what he laid his eyes on in this moment were that if the Ironfell castle.
A colossal hall stretched before him, its polished marble floor reflecting the soft radiance of countless crystal lamps suspended from the ceiling. The walls were constructed from pale stone veined with faint strands of gold, while intricate inscriptions had been carved into their surfaces. Some were merely decorative, while others formed parts of ancient formations that quietly maintained the stability of the entire structure.
