Carlos frowned slightly as he thought about what his life would be like if the war hadn't been where it was when he had matured into a full wizard. If he had been allowed to become a wizard without the spectre of war. He would have ended up being a Warden, no doubt, given the skills he had as a fighter, but he would have grown into it naturally, rather than being the youngest ever Regional Commander.

He gave a small laugh. "Well, that's one way of looking at it, because I miss my family too and thinking that somewhere I am with them is kind of comforting."