Magical Mosh Pit of Legacy

Ancient magic isn't dead. It's just been waiting for the right kind of

chaos . Past the clock tower where the shadows breathe. Ashwinders hiss while

the castle sleeps. Field guide glowing with the next dark page. Detention's pointless.

We've got wars to wage. These ancient halls keep whispering my name.

A secret burning like a wildfire flame. Ranrok wants the power locked deep

inside. But we're done hiding. Let the rebels collide.

We'll sprackle like distortion. Confringo pure destruction. This ain't homework. This is thunder

and bloom. Setting fire to the Room of Requirement. Boom!