The last place we looked at was the gym. It was more than just one room, a sprawling complex dedicated to physical prowess. There was a room that had all kinds of exercise equipment, such as treadmills and stationary bikes, gleaming under the bright lights. Another room was dedicated solely to weights, filled with the grunts of werewolves and the clanking of iron, a true den of muscle. A third room was strictly meant for combat training, with mats covering the floor and heavy punching bags lining one side, bearing the marks of powerful blows.
There was even an indoor pool. It was settled in a glass room, letting the sunlight shine in, reflecting off the shimmering blue water. It was something I definitely wanted to use while I was here, a quiet escape from the constant tension. Ken inform
