"Tell me about. Half the guys here want her. And when people round here ask for a fight, they mean it." Jase nodded in the direction of another male student, his arm in a sling. "Doc Kadowaki fixes us up well, but it shows. Training centre or in fighting or mission, we all get hurt sooner or later. Also, that guy? Jr instructor Silverwood did that."<br/><br/>The rest of the way to the training centre is relatively uneventful. Just before the entrance, Clara turned around and faced the group.<br/><br/>"Okay. Here is the infamous training centre, Balamb garden's No 1 place for student injuries, and even the odd fatality. You may ask why death is even possible in a training environment, but Balamb's policy has always been that students should train by fighting "the real thing" as nothing else prepares you for the world." The smiles and bounciness were gone for now, her tone deathly serious.<br/><br/>"As much as some people think this is a joke, it is not. The training centre has been the death of several students over the years, mostly by our infamous resident, the T-Rexaur. Phoenix Downs and Life magic will only get you so far. It cannot however cure a decapitation, or such fates as digestion." Eve seemed to be shuddering slightly, looking more and more worried.<br/><br/>"Recent regulations however have made the training centre a more friendly place for more inexperienced SeeD Candidates. The main ring is home to the most basic enemies, with separate named zones for enemies of higher level and ability. The zones are labelled 1 through 5, with 5 bieng the toughest creatures we could round up, and 1 being just above the base. Any question?"<br/><br/>"Yeah, I have one." Jase said casually "Is that a skeleton poking out of the bushes?" Clara turned, her eyes widening, as indeed did those of the rest of the party. There was a skeletal arm lying under one of the bushes, surrounded by a thick, gooey looking substance.<br/><br/>"Christ... that's confidence inspiring." I muttered under my breath.<br/><br/>"I see... It would appear one of the stronger monsters may have escaped it's pen." Clara regained her composure. "Okay, for now, return to your dorms and aquire your weapons. I'll get the garden staff to take care of this."