As we were marching towards the field, I existed feeling so anxious. Every step we take increases the anxiety that my body consumes. First class students are all talking about the judges and how they would impress them with their own powers.
But do they really have one?
My mind was battling whether to believe in the existence of all magical matters or not. I don't wish to believe but how do I suppose to explain how that woman etched a burning handprint on my arm? Some of my classmates did notice but did not intend to have any care at all as they assume that I was only being bullied by bad students like them.
Vlad had decided to be at the very least, away from our group. Other classes were also going to the field and all were feeling nervous and excited. I am under so much pressure as of
