Fenrir's Fangs

James stood up again after several minutes of thinking, He walked over to the bar and said "One more" He got it, drank it then left for the training area downstairs in the warehouse, James was determined to train even more and become even better, Such is the way of the Dragon Always Improve, Always surpass, no exeptions He reached downstairs and opened the lock with his own key, he entered and began preperations, he laid out sharp spikes all around where he was training, such as the rope climbing exercise had spikes under it so that if he fell, he would die.

James began his intensive training, he began by practising moves with his Machete, he then moved on to physical exercises, then he began to do target practise with his revolver, he could already hit every target dead on, but that did not matter to him, he practised anyway, did dive firing, quick turn firing and many other types.

James was detirmined to surpass the level he had already reached, he wanted to reach a new plateau, What James did not realise was that Ashley, who had seen him leave the bar had followed him hoping to hang out was watching him from the doorway that he neglected to shut doing all this, half of which could have severly hurt him if not killed him.

((Had this written up before you posted TR, sorry, don't want to write up a new one. ))