Tessa adjusted her pointed hat as she peered intently at the bubbling concoction in the glass beaker. The laboratory hummed with the soft whirring of machinery and the occasional crackle of magical energy. She had been tirelessly researching the anomalies that plagued her homeland of Icelarn, determined to uncover the source of the unnatural storms that had been wreaking havoc since 1999.

But just as she was about to continue her work, a strange sensation washed over her. It was as if a ripple of magic had echoed through the air, signaling the presence of another nearby.

"Do I have... visitors?"