6 months later.

It is a strange feeling being forced into repeated training daily; my stamina has improved, running at least 5 miles for a warm-up, then different versions of the same drill run from A but carry something. A bag, a person, maybe a stretcher with someone on it holding their bag. That was a lot of fun, especially when Chadwick was the one lying on the stretcher. Out of the 5 of us, he is still the heaviest despite losing weight since the start of our forced training.

Chadwick Carlton wears the number 2 in our group. Former nobleman of Florian, the third son of a wealthy family, his family disrespected the royal family and was given a choice: he would be punished, or one of his children would be. Unfortunately for Chadwick, his father chose his children to face the punishment, and he was picked; he had never done any exercise before, struggling to run barely 20 metres, climb over a wall, or swing on a bar. Over the past 6 months, he has changed. It came around the 2-month mark, and he was expecting a visit from his family, but nobody turned up. A servant was sent instead, and he was informed that his family didn't care enough to come. The light in his eyes changed, a burning flicker of pride that he had for taking a punishment for his father for his family had been crushed. He thought he was doing something for his family, something they needed, something they would be proud of him for doing so they didn't have to. Chadwick excelled in magic; he told us it was the only test he had done well during the grading; he offered reassurance to Anthony wearing the number 3. Anthony is here because he sneezed in the direction of the king; Anthony owned a shop, and he sold fine clothing. Unfortunately, the king came in one day, and he sneezed, and that was a rap for him. He has no family to worry about him or to visit him while he is here; he had no problem with running or any of the physical exercises. If anything, he has performed well, even growing in size and looking more sturdy; Anthony's only problem is the magic, mine too. Today is the day we are both not looking forward to. After 6 months of gruelling physical training today we start magical training.

Marcus is still a giant, a loveable, friendly giant. Offering a friendly ear to whoever needs it, he was a teacher; he taught little kids; clear to see why he has a kind soul, thankfully he hasn't changed much.

Harry, who wears the number 1, a former soldier of the Florian army, struggled at first with everything, but that drastically changed when he began to put on weight and muscle gain; he came into his own, leading the face of us, being the voice of reason, inspiration and encouragement. Harry's whole family was killed by the royal family, and his eye was taken as punishment; the queen said he looked at her breast during an award ceremony in which he was being given an award for his bravery, saying the soldiers under his care in foreign lands. He said he didn't, the queen said he did and that was that. His was family killed in front of him, his eye was ripped out and he was in jail for 1 year rotting until he came here to start his training again, he says they want to break us down and want us to crave their praise and compliment, all so we become try our best for them and work to serve and impress them. The 5 of us have become closer. Being able to talk during meal times. We are team Grey because that is the colour of our clothing.

There are several other teams, but I have no clue what they are here; we aren't allowed to interact with each other. The only time I get to hear anything from them is when they make their opinions known or the only few talking points here, one of which is how many guards you have following you. The more guards, the more of a threat you are; Team Grey has the fewest guards, with 7. Team Green has the most with 22 guards. The other 4 teams, red, blue, yellow and black, are the middle teams; we all get to see each other in the cafeteria. That is where we are meeting before the magic test starts.

Grades.
Marcus -D
Chadwick -D
Anthony -D
Harry -D
Ronnie -E

Being unable to do magic without aid, decreased my grade.