Xander sighed, looking down at the chunk of iron again. Seriously, the **censor** am I meant to do with this? It's useless to me, besides as something to smash someone's head in maybe. He was yet to give where he is or why he is there any thought. It wasn't all that important as far as he was concerned, he didn't exactly enjoy where he was before anyway. He started to just stroll aimlessly, keeping an eye out for landmarks or anything that might be useful in someway.