With necessary items in his duffle bag, he set out to a gym where he made a reservation hours earlier. It would close at midnight today so he had a lot of time on a Saturday. He pushed the door open and checked in with the reception. For now, he was only planning to test out his body against a treadmill.
He wasn't a strength fighter, and he missed his reaction speed a lot. How could he survive without magic if he couldn't evade the first blow? Besides, he was so used to being able to move so fast. He decided to work on his body's speed and agility before rebuilding the strength of his arms.
Of course, he wasn't alone. Some bulky men were on the more strenuous activities, but Montana didn't pay attention to any of them. Actually, the mere fact that he could ignore them was surprising to him even. If it was before, he would probably look around and have a feast.
