I never thought I'd wake up to the sight of a gaping hole where the Academy's main gate used to be, but there it was—jagged obsidian columns split like cracked bones, the morning sun spilling through in uneven shards. Students and professors milled around, eyes wide. Lilith strolled up in her usual unflappable way, her heels clicking off–beat against the broken stone.
"Architect," she called, voice cool. "Your next lesson awaits."
Before I could ask what catastrophe needed fixing today, Yuria bounded up. "You should've seen the look on that gargoyle guard's face when it realized it was a door, not a statue!"
I winced. "Great. First call I make is emergency reconstruction?"
She laughed, lightning dancing along her arms. "Nah—you get the fun part. Go see what the Council wants."
