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Once, this area was the Training Room. In a fight between Orb and Saquain, it became severed from our dimension. Where the Training Room once was, there is now a gaping hole in the school's structure. It was cleansed of it's "ghosts" by Orb and Belbe, and now the area is safe again. This ruined room is an abandoned reminder of the Web of Mortality, the dimension created by Orb through the use of his ultimate technique... a dimension that is now utterly inaccessible.

*his hand moving faster than any human could possibly follow, Jerrit delivers a right hook to the punching bag's "head".*

Still no one...

*punch*

comes...

*punch*

to stay. >.< *Jerrit punches the punching bag again and sits down. He isn't tired at all, but he feels like sitting.*

Wonder if I'll even have to do any teaching... *he chuckles to himself*

*jumps into the training room with unbeiveable speed, you can tell theres something very special about this young boy, as he stands, about 5 feet 10 inches tall, has young face and body that looks about as if it's like 23 years old, lands gracefuly not making a sound and his eyes shut completly. As he stands regularly his bangs swaying with a gentel breeze that blows threw the place, he opens his eyes fast, as you can see a great deal of power within his Glowyish cold Dark Green irises, but yet you can also see a great deal of wisdom, that would make you swear he was much older than 23, but he's not... at all. He is in fact 23, every thing about him is, but his powers are unbelieveable and imaganable, as the blow consestenly threw his pours, as if it was making his aura, but he doesn't let his he then blinks and conseals all hos power inside his body once again, his Dark Green Eyes scan around the room as he looks at everything, also you can see confusion, and curiousity in his young eyes that come from his age, eger to learn and see new things, and prove himself constently, wich gives him his immaturaty. He then just walks around in the trainng room studying everthing carefuly, his boots clicking against the floor with everystep.*

"..."

*turns* >.>' Hello, Mike... Was that aura his, or...? Nah, couldn't have been...

*I nod slightly to jerrit, then look quickly back to the walls or the training room and i Knock on it to see if it's hollow or fulled and what's it made out of as it gives of a low pitced noise ijust stare at the spot realizing it's solid steal, and concert, my wyes flicker with the light and anyone that looks into them's, blood stirrs from the the power i hold that canbe seen in my eyes, the extent of my powers if know, could cause a saine man to go crazy and greedy to always want what i have, this is why i keep it hidden in me no letting any see my true powers.*

"hello there"

At any rate, ma'am, you have no right to talk to me about peace. Thrice I have negotiated for peace, thrice I have been turned away with violence. I never wished to take anyone's life, and I have done nothing to disrupt your life. Against my own instincts I have left you and Relinth alone. And you have the nerve to tell me that I am disrupting things?! I have done absolutely NOTHING! I spend most of my days training in my guild!

It's good to see you, Mike. *he turns away from Goddess* Have you come to train, or spar, or speak? ^^ But I don't suppose you would come to the training room to speak, would you?

Well... He is not anymore! Stay away from my family please.