It was a cold early morning in paradise, birds were singing, a cool wind was blowing, the sun was just rising and the angels were gradually waking up, quiet sounds of harp playing were heard around, symbolizing the beginning of a new day. Xandros trained in swordsmanship while in a large yokohama near the mountains near the magical healing stream. His hair was tied in a high ponytail, his eyes were closed and he was very focused on training. His black tailcoat hung on the railing of yokohama