Secluded from the other training grounds was Tyler’s fighting square. It wasn’t much but it gave him some space to focus on himself. Surrounding him were 3 other revolts. Two in there werewolf form and the third in human. The human was armed with a LWI-AR-BIII deul pistols. The werewolves on the other hand simply used their claws and elements. The grey one having light and the brown wielding fire. The human ducked for cover behind the gray and began shooting from any opening she got. Tyler only equipped with his bone armour and elements brought up a wall of darkness that would block any vision at him for ten seconds. The light brown one summoned a ball of fire and fired it to the wall, before impact it exploded into a million little pieces of char by Tyler’s shadow scythe, rearing back up to attack the grey wolf who had now summoned to lesser swords of lights began to cut and slash away at Tyler who simply stepped back slid to the right and socked him with his spiked knuckle in the stomach. The grey wolf gasps for air and falls forward as Tyler brings his foot up and round house kicks the brown one before he could finish his wall of fire around himself. He raises his foot and slams his foot down on the brown wolfs head and then knees the female in the head before picking her up and throwing her at the know slowly raising up grey wolf. With all three defeated he takes deep breathes and rests himself. "That was a good fight but actually try some symmetry next time or else there’s going to be a lot more limbs being thrown." he says humorously at the three who know began pushing themselves up and rubbing their bruises. Tyler began walking over to his sword and picked it up before heading over to the gate for a short guard patrol.