Matthew entered the gym wearing athletic shorts and a tank top with his bag of materials slung over his shoulder. He headed to the training rooms and more specifically, the punching dummies and bags. He set his bag down and opened it up, digging out his steel balls. Putting one in each hand, he concentrated and quickly metal surrounded his arms. The Winter was getting pretty good at that. Getting into a fighting stance, or at least, what he thought was a good fighting stance, and began lightly punching the nearest dummy. He was too focused on keeping the metal on his arms and punching the dummy to notice anyone approaching him.