Evarínya and I wandered the woods for a little bit, but, when we didn't find anything to hold our collective interest, turned back the way we came. Eventually, we returned to the training field, where Elva was waiting for us stragglers to rejoin the group.

"Hi. Sorry I'm late," I said, hugging Evarínya good-bye.

Elva barely looked at me, before she began speaking--apparently I was the last one to get back--of course.

"Now we're going to train in magic," She said once she had everyone's attention.

"Oh, good," I thought, "Well, I guess we'll see how good my parents' training paid off."

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