Mage of the Magic Tower (3)

A heavy, sticky silence settled behind the wide-open door.

A silence so still it felt as if time itself had stopped.

The sudden stillness was broken by a faint crack.

-Clang.

Something like glass shattering rang out.

Glancing over, I saw a crack spread across the vice tower master’s monocle.

I couldn’t see it, but it looked like his mental state had taken a small hit too.

...Well, not my problem.

I shrugged and turned on my heel.

Where the tree that was supposed to be the World Tree had stood, only a yawning doorway remained...