Back within the Dark Knight Academy, the Eastern Grand Hall had fallen into a silence so complete that even the faint hum of the suspended Myst lamps seemed louder than it should have been.
The massive chamber, which had spent the last several days filled with quiet analysis, measured discussions, murmured evaluations, and occasional sharp commentary from instructors watching their students struggle through Nalim, now felt as if every voice in it had been stolen at once.
