Neville strides toward the area where the dojo is situated, though he doesn't approach the actual building. Or even the area close by. His gaze is intent on natural fortifications. Something strong that they can bind magic to. There's a large tree, it's roots obviously going deep into the ground beneath, but Neville discounts it. It's not as large as the oak at the temple. Such a tree could be uprooted far too easily by a being as powerful as Morgoth.