Shane was somewhat reluctant to accept Violet's help. He didn't want to hurt her or worse, his biggest fear was a repeat of the warehouse and as of now he wished he never got this curse. "Thanks Violet, but if it's all the same to you I'd rather not bring you into this. I did some searching and what I found...let's just say I'd be happy never to use my powers again", a look of despondence was on Shane's face as he turned towards the training room. On his was there anger began to rise in him. For so long he had been fine using his powers, it made him one of the best thieves in the business and now when he comes to H.I.V.E. to try and refine it, he loses it all in the first day. He needed to hit something. Hard, and the training room was just the place.

Once inside he unsheathed Riya and took a stance against a training dummy. The sword was held back as if it was a shank ready to be thrusted while his free hand seemed to block. With his free hand he elbowed the neck of the dummy while Riya pierced the torso. He grabbed the head and pulled it down as the blade came up again and slashed the face, then another slash to the torso before receiving a fierce kick to the head. The dummy's head fell off but it wasn't enough to quell Shane's anger. He tackled the dummy and repeatedly plunged Riya into the torso before getting up for what would be his final move before moving onto another dummy. He picked up the severed head and threw it towards the wall. While it flew Shane sent Riya after it and the blade met its mark in mid air and the force threw the head and pinned it to the wall. "...God dammit!", he yelled before walking over to pull Riya out of the head of the dummy. Despite that show of force he was still unsatisfied. He knew without his powers if he wanted to be worth a damn he'd have to be at the top of his game and this meant training himself and accepting notrhing less than perfection, which in his eyes was never possible.