Gun Bill led them into what looked like a miniature arena where some people ran laps and did some gym work in the middle of it.
Ellianor heard gunshots from the other side of the arena, in a separate room, as well as the clash of blades inside the place. "Is it an all-purpose training facility?"
"You catch things fast! Yeah, it is. So make yourself at home." Gun Bill shrugged with a smile and turned around. Before she could let them enjoy the facility, a thought entered her head.
A thought she had for some hours now. "Are you a gunslinger? Or aspires to be one? The way you used the guns of slayers was… not ideal, sloppy, but you had some skill."
Not enough to make him anything but a green gunslinger, but he could have potential… "No, it was in the heat of the moment. I'm a… sword master, kind of."
