Kenna James Choose Your Trial _top_ -

Kenna James smiled—a small, tight expression that didn't quite reach her eyes. With a wave of her hand, the portals vanished, and a heavy, iron-bound ledger materialized in the air before the student.

Kenna adjusted her spectacles, the lenses glinting under the harsh magical lights. Before her stood a young student, trembling, caught in the act of summoning a forbidden entity. The evidence was overwhelming. The ink-stained wards were already screaming "GUILTY." kenna james choose your trial

Kenna tightened her grip on her worn leather satchel. She’d spent years hunting legends, but this… this was different. This was personal. Kenna James smiled—a small, tight expression that didn't

She’ll relive her single greatest failure, but this time she can change the outcome—at the cost of losing a cherished memory forever. Before her stood a young student, trembling, caught

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"Then sign here," Kenna said, producing her quill. "Your trial has ended. Your sentence begins. Welcome to the staff, initiate. Try not to be late for your first shift."