"Mordo." Lucian looked at the rigid sorcerer, his tone betraying neither pleasure nor anger. "In what capacity are you shouting at me here and trying to stop me?"
Mordo froze for a moment, clearly not expecting Lucian to ask that question.
"Exactly!" Wanda chimed in loudly beside him, brimming with confidence. "Even the Ancient One hasn't said anything. What gives you the right to stand here telling people what to do?"
Mordo's dark face turned purple. He opened his mouth, wanting to invoke Kamar-Taj's rules and stress his responsibilities as a senior sorcerer. But with the Ancient One's tacit approval, all his reasons seemed feeble.
After struggling for a long while, he pointed at Lucian's nose and squeezed out a sentence through gritted teeth.
"Lucian, you'll regret this!"
At those words, Lucian really couldn't keep a straight face.
It was such a classic.
The corners of Lucian's mouth lifted. Raising his chin slightly, he looked at Mordo's furious face and retorted:
"Hmph, Mordo, I'm the next Sorcerer Supreme."
Mordo trembled all over with rage at those words.
He spun around and strode toward the library doors, ready to express the last of his anger with a thunderous slam.
At the very instant Mordo turned around.
Lucian pressed his right hand, which had been hanging at his side, onto the table and aimed his ability at the door.
Matter Transmutation activated.
The arrangement of atoms restructured, transforming the wood fibers into a high-density alloy.
The entire process made no sound. The surface of the heavy, antique huanghuali door retained even its original wood grain and color, but its internal molecular structure had changed completely. It had transformed from lightweight wood into solid, high-density titanium alloy weighing several tons.
Mordo reached the door and, without even looking, grabbed the handle, intending to