Seven days passed before I realized and the next thing I knew it was the day of my test. I wasn’t prepared. I studied hard; I read every book Arkin sent for me but I believed I would not pass. The books were filled with all sorts of knowledge; knowledge which I doubt I was able to retain despite my best efforts to do so.
If I failed, Arkin wouldn’t teach me anything new. He wouldn’t let me read anything new and if I remained learning the old, then I wouldn’t be able to help Orla. Already too much time had passed and I kept hoping that she was alive and well wherever she was. I was doing this for her. Not just for her but for myself as well but knowing how to fight would greatly aid me in saving my sister.
I took a few deep breaths, trying to calm the pounding in my heart as I looked at
