Macradon sighed as he sat on the training spot he used when he was grand mastering his sword arts, the spot with his name engraved into the rocks, even though that seemed impossible as everything around here were immortal objects. He would begin to walk down to the town, Nimbus. The mountain ranges behind Macradon would make a great scenery and background for the 7th floor. After he began participating on the frontlines he hadn't had time to go down to any lower floors for anything special like