This room may be perceived as a little, limp and spacious because there are only four or five users. There are men who repeat even positive fist poking at the mirror. The thrust, which is carried out along with the ringing "no", is shaking the air and playing an unusual sound. I even felt like penetrating iron armor. Master Calcirast wields his sword with one hand and makes use of his body to enjoy the sword trident with his fantasy enemies. I stand bow all the time, shaking like a willow with intimidation. A man in black jersey with a positive fist poke is talking to Master Calcirust. My eyes are laughing, but it's a disturbing vibe somewhere. The trainer went in between. I wonder what the hell you're talking about. With his sword in his sheath, the prince faced a positive-fisted man in this room. It's a flesh-bomb fight.