Chapter 2

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"Finally it's graduation day, Elysia get up, we'll be late," Florence calls from downstairs. I stand up walk to the closet to grab my linens. Finally it's the day we have been waiting for. The day that we have been learning proper stances and hand motions for. Why we learned that linens or non-animal clothing is the best to channel magik. The day we get our class and status robes. This is the day that will change everything. "Will you hurry up," Florence called, "I'm going to leave without you." I smile, " I'm coming, give me two seconds." I grab my sackcloth messengers bag with my components, and rush out of my room. I practically jump down the stairs and rush past Florence. We head out the door and in about twenty minutes we are rushed onto stage to stand in our places. Luckily the ceremony was delayed because of some issues with the rebels that are against the rule Regala has issued As I look around at the crowd around me I can see my parents sitting in the front row, I look at the sparse graduating class, seven of us that is. The classes keep getting smaller. Queen Regala walks up the steps of the stage and approaches the podium. Another man walks up to Regala and offers her a bubble, or that's what it looks like. The people call these men "Radio-heads," mainly because of their discipline of sound enhancement. Queen Regala puts the "bubble" up to her mouth and starts to speak. "Welcome, my dear children, to another graduation ceremony. Another six years have passed and your children are ready to graduate and receive their class. Now before we start I would like to apologize for the short delay, we had a run-in with the so called "Saviors," these rebels would like to think that they are helping the people, but it's intolerable. Now on a good note, another year has passed and our graduates are ready to be classed. As I come to each student, I will explain why we chose their discipline based on their aptitude test results. After they find out, they will be allowed to cast their first enchantment or spell based of their discipline." Regala stopped to take a breath. "First Florence, now Florence had done something no one else did, she answered a specific question correctly, this question on one type of person has ever correctly answered, and that person has the discipline of Iron." Regala said this with a slight smirk. "Yes," Florence shouted. Florence took a small breath with a pained expression pulled a small amount of Iron from her blood and multiplied it enough to simultaneously create a roman gladius.

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