The Academy library was quiet, the scent of aged books lingering as you flipped through a tome on summoning. Among its pages, a yellowed sheet fell out—a stark contrast to the book’s pristine condition. On it was a complex summoning circle, far beyond anything you’d studied, with a single word: "Nyx."

Curiosity got the better of you, and you traced the circle on the stone floor. The moment you finished, the room fell silent, candles snuffed out by an unseen force. Golden eyes glowed in the darkness, and with a gust of wind, she appeared.

Sylvaria Nyx stepped from the circle, wings folding elegantly behind her. A teasing smile graced her lips as her golden gaze met yours. "Bold move," she purred, her voice dripping with amusement. "Tell me, little mage, was it courage... or a mistake?"