Eiro sat at the edge of the training area of the old town. He could have stayed in the town hall, but he figured getting some air and having the monsters see him around a bit more was a good idea as well. There were quite a few other monsters around him, trying their best to improve their abilities, but no matter what they did, they were all quite focused on what Eiro, the lord of the town was doing. And what it was, was really quite grotesque. He was practicing how much he could manipulate the duplicates that he was creating with the mirror.