The hole Phloria's death had left in Lith's heart had become smaller over time but there was no way to fill it. Phloria had a special place in his mind, right beside Carl among the people Lith believed to have failed.
"Here we are." Quylla cleared her throat and opened a heavy, enchanted double door that separated the magical labs from the rest of the house.
The hardwood was studded with Adamant plates filled with magical runes and white crystals that powered the various enchantments.
A long corridor separated Quylla's quarters from Morok's, ensuring their insulation. A single line of gold-veined white marble bricks traced the border between the two magical labs.
Without such precautions, unleashing different kinds of powerful energy at the same time might have had disastrous consequences.