Just ten minutes into the run, Sagiri suddenly stopped. Something was tearing him that the present uneasiness of the archive had nothing to do with the poison. He listened intently, but as if he had imagined it, nothing moved again yet. Perhaps it was the senraki principal following him again. He brushed it off and ran back to the inner pentagon. He was the last to arrive, and it was a few minutes before dark.
He was still receiving weird looks because of the sash covering his eyes, but it was not like he was tripping and falling. Warriors were always taught to be able to function even with one sense missing, so it did look like he was just taking it seriously.
"You finally show up?" Salka said. He had been perched at the top of the gate and landed behind sagiri right after he passed through.
"How do you do it?" Sagiri asked, wheeling around. Even with his heightened senses now, he had missed Salka yet again. That should have been impossible.
