"Training." Magnus told him, a rather sickening 'shlick' sound following soon after as Magnus removed his claws from the recruits stomach that was in front of him. "At this rate most of you won't make it past 5 minutes." He resumed his composure, standing up from his crouched posistion. "If training bothers you, you shouldn'tve had your room built so close to the training area, Hale."

"Oh, also, get that guy patched up before he gets more blood all over the floor." Magnus said to the other vampires in the room, hoping one of them was smart enough to do what he said. He had a meager force for now, but soon it would change. Come night fall many more would come and join him, it was only a matter of time. Magnus had done well procuring this facility of his, a sprawling underground area concealed by a cave on the surface with a hidden entrance. 

Most of the vampires here were to simple minded to understand completely Magnus' reasoning for hiding underground, but then again most of them barely knew how to feed without getting caught. Which is exactly why he forced them to go underground. The facility is completely equipped with electricity and modern technology as well as security measures and cameras. It is completely undetectable from the outside, off the grid so to say.

Needless to say Hale helped fund it, but Magnus is by no way short on cash. One thing about being this old is it sure has its perks. I mean, who would stop a vampire as old as he from doing much of anything?