Hatsu smiled slightly. It was true: if they couldn't beat Vaan they couldn't beat the Reverend. He smirked at Sam's comment. "Alright fine," he started, and his smile widened, "but you have to do the same."<br/><br/>Then, next to Hatsu, Yami started to materialize--the possessive demon who looked remarkably like his host except taller, a little older, with longer hair and yellow, slitted eyes. "Pardon the intrusion," the demon said with a small smirk. He turned to face Death. "I'm sure you're aware that this little hideaway isn't suitable for long-term, intensive training. So if you haven't already considered a more proper location, I have a suggestion to make. It's a rich forest on the southern continent half-encased by a mountain range. I think an environment such as that would provide<span style="font-style: italic">plenty</span>of training opportunities."