Trex just shook his head. They did have a point. The cheater had been ousted and justice had been served. "Just finish you food." He replied, though there was a tent of humor in his voice. So he had been a bit cranky earlier. Maybe, too much. Though he would never admit it, the rest had done him some good. Even the little time would help him get through the rest of the day. Finishing, he rose to stretch his legs. 

The lunch hour flew by quickly. Shortly before one all the celestial wizards still left in the competition lined up, waiting for the curator. Amber held her rolled scroll and glanced at Flynn. "This was surprisingly easy." She told him. "Though, I'm sure he'll be looking for some keywords or something." She shrugged. "I just stated my reason and left it at that." 

The front door opened and the servant exited. "I will collect your writing samples for the curator." He informed them. Coming by, he took each one and then headed back inside. 

"So I guess we can go wait now." Amber stated glancing at Flynn.

"Let me guess, you two probably put something like 'I love spirits' or 'I can help people'." Maria stated coming over. She smirked. "So wishy washy. Putting down what you know they want you to hear." She stated.

"What did you say?" Amber inquired, curious. Technically, there was no reason they couldn't tell each other. Especially as they couldn't really change it anyway."

Maria smiled. "Power. I want the key for power." She shrugged. "Honestly, that's what most people want. Even if you use up flowery words, you still want power." 

A couple other wizards looked at her. "She's probably not going to get it." One snickered to another.

Maria shrugged. "At least I was honest. Undoubtedly the paper has some sort of magic to it that will tell if you are honest or not. He did it with the rocks, why wouldn't he do it with the paper?" Turning, she walked off.

Amber shrugged. "She's got a point. But good news was, I was honest." She looked at Flynn. "And I know you were." She said nudging him.