Night time came. Tom's caravan still rolled towards their destination at high speed.
The youngsters were assigned their own room. Tom's truck was very spacious. Not only were there room for maids, there were also a bunch for guests. And each room was like a luxurious hotel room with its own bathroom.
In Helid's words, it was like a moving mansion.
They also had buttons they could press at any time to call the maids should they need late night snacks, massage, or anything else.
The youngsters did not do such things however. Instead, they closed their eyes and meditate. To be a powerful magicians, one had to have a firm control over one's mind. Temptation, doubt, fear, and other emotion could cloud one's judgment.
The more powerful a magician, the more they were able to resist these emotions. Eventually, they could be bound by no emotion at all. They could still feel, but it would never cloud their judgment.