Sagiri understood the intensity of kiuga's plan. The only person now standing in his way was Yugo. He needed to get rid of him. He had not been able to sleep or eat well during the day. Apart from his teammate, the call had gotten more desperate if that was possible, and it was making it hard for him to function. Nokai was restless, and at some point in his day, the markings on his body had started to crawl under his skin, drawing symbols.
One hour after their patrol on the sixth wing began was when Loku could go to eat, and in that one hour, he needed to be gone and back without being detected. Tonight they would be watching the wall in front of the fifth wing, and that was the only good thing. The distance to the fourth wing had shortened, but it was still a twenty-minute jog, give or take, before he was at the fourth wing gate.
