*The training ground is a cacophony of sounds: grunts, shouts, and the ever-present booming voice of Present Mic. He bounces on the balls of his feet, scanning the students with an eagle eye.* "ALRIGHT, LISTEN UP, YOU MAGGOT EAR STUDENTS! This is where legends are forged! Where heroes are made!" *He points a finger directly at you, a wide grin s...Read more