"I aim to please. Or be pleased. All depending on my mood." Warren smirked at Briar's comment towards his abilities. He watched as she brought in a bunch of rocks from the outside. "Nightlight's not gonna be happy about his braking stuff." He stated with a grin. "So let's make sure we brake stuff in a grand fashion." He smirked. He stood behind her, and looked at her pile of rocks. "Thanks to my training as a boxer, I'm able to focus on my targets. Not sure how well it'll transfer to rocks. But what hell? Boy, if you could put a phrase to describe my life, it'd be that."
"Alright first things first, get into fighting stance." Warren ordered. "Keep you're feet wide apart. The length of your shoulders should due. Also keep yourself light on your feet, you need to be able to move quickly. Next, keep your hands up around your face." He said as he demonstrated a basic boxing stance. "Put your dominate hand closer to your face, and keep your other hand out. I'm a righty, so I keep my right fist closer to my face, and my left forward." He continued. "Most important thing is to keep your hands up. I can't stress that enough."
"Next, clear your mind. Focus only on your breathing, and your target. Don't worry about anything else. Focus on the matter at hand." He pointed towards the target directly in front of her. "When your ready to strike, take a breath in through your nose, plant your feet firmly on the ground before you strike, and then exhale out your mouth. During your exhale you strike. And repeat." He demonstrated this by taking a deep breath in, and exhaled through his mouth, and unleashed a jab from his right fist that sent a fireball straight through the target next to the one he pointed out for Briar. "And that's all. Admittedly I'm not the best teacher of this kind of stuff. Uncle Dixon is. Well, he's not really my Uncle, everyone calls him that. Don't know why though."
Warren turned towards the guy who just walked in. "Sup?" Warren greeted. Warren grabbed his shirt off the floor, and put it back on. "Name's Warren." He introduced as he made a fireball in his hand. "What's your name Slim?" He asked. "Oliver, correct?" Danny said as he came up behind the newest arrival. "I'm Danny, the blonde is Briar, and the girl laying down on the cot of rocks is Erin." Danny said, taking care of the introductions. "No need to be nervous Ollie, sorry I mean Oliver. Sometimes I feel like I know all of you." He said, trying reassure him. "I'm sorry I didn't greet you right away. I've been trying to get every thing operational." He looked over at the broken window, and sighed. "As you can tell, it's not a easy task."