A biting north wind howled outside the window.
Waves of cold wind swept past, while inside the side hall, the electric heater kept radiating warmth throughout the room.
Medivh stood and strode to the center of the side hall. Rather than speak immediately, he extended an arm and made a small gesture in the air.
As Medivh moved, rays of light appeared as hazy, glowing motes.
Before Rex's eyes, a curtain of light appeared.
The curtain shone with a purple glow.
The shimmering purple light began to dim. A few seconds later, it looked like a wall.
Rex's eyes gleamed as he watched. What an impressive trick, he marveled inwardly.
Medivh's mastery of magic was nothing short of extraordinary. Rex had never seen anyone else perform a trick like this.
With his limited knowledge of magic, Rex could not begin to understand the principles behind it.
Magic was a vast and profound field.
Of all the classes in Azeroth, the mage had the greatest potential.
That potential lay not in destructive power, but in magic's power to create. Using magic merely for destruction was an inferior approach. In Azeroth, magic was the foremost productive force. There were many things magic could accomplish that neither the Holy Light nor rage could.
Ripples appeared across the dimmed screen of light, spreading and rolling like ocean waves.
When they finally settled, a map appeared on the screen.
The Holy Light, for instance, could never accomplish what stood before him now.
It was actually a map. Rex was astonished, and he could no longer conceal it. He had never expected Medivh to possess a technique like this, using magic to display a map directly.
Rex looked closely, deliberately glancing from side to side. He saw no implements in Medivh's hands, while the magical aura