Squall fell silent as they entered the Training Center. The hot, humid air that welcomed them no longer made him cringe; after training here for so many years, it was simply something he had grown to tolerate, like many things about Garden. He took the right path that led to the small man-made island and as he approached the sturdy walkway, he noticed a lone grat on the other side of the area, closer to the secret area than the island.

"There's your target," he said to Maria, his voice low. "See if you can take it by surprise."