The First Class - The Will 1

I left at 12 bells to the Arena 1. It was the main arena. There was a great amphitheater of marble seating spread in a half circle downwards towards the arena stage, a sandy large flat rectangular area with sparse grass areas lining the surrounding arena.

When I arrived, some had come, in their various groups and cliques near the front rows closest to the arena floor. I sat up near the top by myself and waited for our instructors to arrive, two females. It made sense, our class was all present and I could see by a basic count that men outnumbered women by two. There were twenty boys including myself and eighteen girls. As the instructors arrived, I made my way to the bottom rows to pay attention.

The two instructors were not Guardians but Adepts. They had the power and could teach the power but were not strong enough to be useful in war. All the Guardians of Midland would be needed in the war effort and so we had these adepts to train us. It suddenly made sense why the two instructors were both females. To balance the pairing. The two were in their late 20s and looked to be related, even sisters. One had long brown hair tied in a ponytail, the other shoulder-length brown hair. Their names were Miranda and Gelda.

One of them spoke, “Lovely day students. You have 30 minutes to prepare so we can begin the lecture. Begin.”

It started. I looked around. I knew precisely who I would pick.