Even if it had been some time now since Miach had last come to the Pipeworks, it still felt like it had only been yesterday. The place, its smell, its sounds, the lay of the land, it was all familiar to the Acanthus, and soothing. He was starting to feel like he belonged there, and that was great. Hopefully, the other members of Steel Phoenix would agree.
Since he had already checked his climbing gear and warned Bruce, the current desk staff manning the entrance, that friends of his would soon come, all he had left to do was watch the others climbers exercise, and rehearse mentally the course that would bring him from hold to hold and to the top. Mental preparation mattered a lot, as he knew now.