Inside the boarding school building students their age huddled in groups, whispering. There were sheets of paper stuck to the wall saying, “Missing People: Rune Slate, age 17, and Lavinia Hawk, age 15. School children at the Academy for Magicians.” “Kane, they went here,” she whispered, “She’s our age.” “I know,” he replied. “We have to find her.” Amabel said. “This is what we’ve trained for.” Kane pulled her into an empty classroom. “We aren’t going on a mission Amabel. You always do this. We aren’t going to save anyone.” Kane said strictly. “I am, I don’t care what you say. Their names are Lavinia Hawk and Rune Slate. I know that. I know how hold they are. I know they went to this school. So I can find out more, I don’t need your help.” Amabel angrily replied. “Fine,” Kane stormed out of the classroom.
There were sheets of paper stuck to the wall saying, “Missing People: Rune Slate, age 17, and Lavinia Hawk, age 15. School children at the Academy for Magicians.”
“Kane, they went here,” she whispered, “She’s our age.”
“I know,” he replied.
“We have to find her.” Amabel said. “This is what we’ve trained for.”
Kane pulled her into an empty classroom. “We aren’t going on a mission Amabel. You always do this. We aren’t going to save anyone.” Kane said strictly.
“I am, I don’t care what you say. Their names are Lavinia Hawk and Rune Slate. I know that. I know how hold they are. I know they went to this school. So I can find out more, I don’t need your help.” Amabel angrily replied.
“Fine,” Kane stormed out of the classroom.