Chapter 11: Magic Theory
The next item on the schedule was Magic Theory.
Finally. This was what all the recruits were waiting for.
They were herded into a wide hall built like a miniature arena, with a polished podium at the front and curved rows of seats rising in steps. The air practically crackled with anticipation.
The recruits rushed in, scrambling for seats at the front. Even Zeke and the others got swept up in it. Zeke spotted a few acquaintances from other merchant families and made his way over. Anna followed him, dragging Helga along by the arm. She was also acquainted with some of them.
As she moved, she turned to the others behind her, calling out, "Hey, guys! You can—"
"Wait, where’s Zephyr?" She looked around, confused.
Somewhere during the shuffle, Zephyr had slowed down and went on his way. He was now seated at the very back, giving them a slight wave.
Cedric, spotting him, paused for a second, then also went his own way, finding a seat not too far away.
Jet also gave Anna a lazy wave and dropped into a middle-row seat not far from where he stood. Kathelyn trailed behind and quietly sat beside him.