Early morning sun shone through the windows of the elite training area.
A lone figure sat in the middle of the large sparring floor and stretched his arms over his head. As he brought his arms down and put his palms on the floor, he leaned forward and stretched his back, auburn red hair falling into his view as he did.
After a quiet evening alone, Ebari felt like getting out of his room.
The invitation that Galen was in the training room most mornings was at the forefront of Ebari's mind and he decided to see if the offer still stood. However, much to his surprise, the room was empty when he arrived but he decided to stay and stretch anyway.
He had removed his shirt and regular boots in order to give himself the best range of motion.
After only five minutes, Ebari heard a commotion by the front entrance and he lifted up his head.
