"No need to be so formal," he responded, shaking his head. "As for your 'safe house,' why exactly aren't you there anymore if it worked so well? No, we don't need to move now. I'm here, and I guarantee I can handle anything they send our way. If I'm right, wiping out that one hideout is either an opportunistic thing, or more of a scare tactic; they don't have the numbers to spare to send wave after wave at us, let alone a force big enough to wipe me out in the first place. I'm not giving up this hideout<span style="font-style: italic">that</span>easily, it's too useful. We're at a good midpoint between the outskirts and the center, so we go on relatively safely, and we can still gather the food and supplies we need; the mountains would be difficult for a huge group like this to make it by in. It would be wise of us to move closer to the outskirts for training though, we'll start doing that tomorrow. The trek oughta build up their endurance anyway," he finished, looking over at the newbies with a sigh.<br/><br/>One or two were collapsing from the time they spent training, and not a one of them seemed to be full of energy anymore. Granted, they had been working for quite some time, but things were only going to get worse once this war started. He clapped his hands to get everyone's attention; "Alright, everyone, that's enough for now. Go ahead and move inside, get some rest.. Except those of you who slacked off. You'll be doing a dozen laps around the block, and you'll thank me for deciding to go easy on you. And don't even<span style="font-style: italic">think</span>about lying to me. I'll know."