Micheal stole a glance at the women beside him and stood up, "I'm going to go to my old training room, do you wish to join me?" he said, finding himself looking at his feet. "If you do, meet me their, it looks like you have somethings to think about" heading for the door he looked back over his shoulder. "You are beautiful, you know..." he said nervously, "If you decide to come, the training room is in through the door  next to the entrance of the dungeon, it has metallic iron bars on the window, you will not miss it." he said quietly<br/><br/>Heading for the training area, Micheal thought back to what he said, "Do I actually believe she is more beautiful then her..." he asked himself. Shaking his head he opened the training room door and entered, as soon as he did so he grabbed one of the broadswords on the table and went over to the stone wheel. Sitting down he began to press down one of the peddles on the ground causing the stone wheel to spin. he placed the blade unto the stone wheel and watched as the sparks flew, before he could use his sword he had to get the rust off, and he had to sharpen the edges.