After a couple of hours passed, Michael was breathing hard. He flipped his hood down, he still knew all of his old moves which was good. He put his sword back in its sheath, then walking out of the training room, walking to the main room he saw the team still there. 

He sighed, his frustration and anger out of his system. He looked up to the team, before he just stood there in the old assassins gear he thought he would never wear ever again. He looked to each one, before he sat down in a chair, he sighed, "alright well we better get going we better to take down hydra."