Arc parted ways with her Dad shortly after entering the Academy grounds. She was slightly familiar with the place, seeing as she'd visited more than once as a child, but one trip to the bathroom almost got her lost, since the Academy was in a perpetual state of renovation and had added some new rooms since her last visit.
Fortunately, she only needed to follow a column of students being led by a third-year to wind up in the general area of where they were conducting the tests. Once there, she was sorted into a room by her last name, Gale, where she gravitated her way towards the backmost seats. Well, the first to backmost, since the furthest back seat was a wide bench meant to sit multiple giants, of which there were none, so technically she was in the backmost.
She knew she was trying to avoid attention in case everything today went wrong. Her only chance was to ace every theoretical and written test, hoping it would carry her through her guaranteed-abysmal practical exam.
