I stood up and walked towards the halberd. When I reached for the halberd, I felt a strong heat illuminating from the handle I thought would burn my hand, but to my surprise.

My hand was fine.

The fire didn't affect me, but the surge of energy that went through my arm did. I droped the halberd and tried my best to hold in my scream. That's when my father called me. I had to hide the halberd before he came up the stairs. To my surprise when I turned around, the halberd had shrunk down to pocket size and I quickly hid it.

"Laika, are you ok? Why are you not dressed for school?"

"Sorry, I woke up late."

"Hurry, or you'll be late for morning classes."

As father left my room, I smelt somthing burning, and as I turned around, the back of my shorts had burned away and almost burnt through the floor boards. I quickly had to pick up the halberd before it went any futher. Welp, this was the first part of my story.

I had to get ready for my first day at the royal magic school. My father and I were poor, but my father somehow got the King to enroll me, but I felt that I might not even be here for long.