Iabor twisted, and turned in his sleep soon he fell off his bed hitting the floor. He groaned out in a great deal of annoyance, and stood up he grabbed his helmet and put it on. The door opened with a creaking noise, and he walked out slowly he went for a walk around the grounds. He saw the green collar taking on Hardel, and he felt a piercing bitter tinge of jealousy. He sighed out as he watched the two duel, as it was more than a little entrancing to see the old man move the way he did. Soon he took a seat on one of the benches his arms crossing as he leaned back.