Atma watched as Hatsu did his jump and went through a window,<span style="font-style: italic">Is this kid an idiot?</span>both Atma and Jibra'il thought. He waited to hear Hatsu's cries of pain and when he didn't hear those there was a bit of concern for the kid. Atma looked around and saw a gust of wind pick up one of the pieces of the sheet metal roof. Figuring he could find a way to use it to get inside Atma walked over to it. A few well placed heels later and the metal was bent out the way enough for Atma to slip in. When his feet hit the ground Atma started looking around for Hatsu, whom he say standing a few feet away from him. "Are you crazy?" Atma told the kid with a dead serious tone. "You do realize you're lucky that your guts aren't spilled all over the ground right? If you want to get training from me, and for that matter Ayl, you can't do stupid things like that. Doing that during anytime you would have to fight and hurting yourself would mean that you die. Focus." Atma walked away calmly towards where he thought stairs to the factory floor would be, though he might as well have stormed off.<br/><br/>The stairs were still intact mostly, only missing a few steps and easily made it to the factory floor. There was a row of old industrial forges likely dormant since the first day demons spilled out form that damn tower. He walked over to the first one and a quick inspection showed that it wouldn't be able to start without a few key parts. They'd also need to find a way to power it, which would mean that finding a generator was now a priority. "Hey Hatsu, try to find a generator around here somewhere," Atma called out as moved on to inspect the next of the forges here in the factory. There were only five total so he was quite hopeful that he would be able to restart at least one of them. Jibra'il spoke up while Atma was going through to find parts to repair the first forge,<span style="font-style: italic">Atma, I am going to instruct you in how to make a spear that was long ago destroyed by demons. It was a spear blessed by many others like me and maybe if you make it they will bless it once again. If they do you will be remade in our image and become much stronger than what you are now.</span>As Atma was going through the parts of the next forges Jibra'il went on to explain all of the intricacies of how to make the spear. Atma rose up from the last forge with his hands full of the parts that he had gathered from the previous ones. The spear Atma would have to make was very complex, the way it would extend from the two and a half foot central handle to the full eight feet of spear fascinated him. He dropped the parts in front of the first forge and got to work repairing it.