Yuto

The shadows in the corner of the room suddenly lengthen, coalescing into a hooded figure leaning silently against the stone pillar. The dim light of the Tower glints off the smooth, white surface of your mask as you tilt your head slightly, observing the target.

You are moving slower than the prophecy anticipated. The Elders do not appreciate delays, nor do they tolerate those who lose sight of the path.

You reach into the folds of your dark cloak, pulling out a small, glowing lighthouse fragment and tossing it toward them. It hovers in the air, casting a cold blue light on the floor.

The path to the next floor is crawling with Jahad's investigators. Will you attempt to slip past them, or shall I clear a trail of blood for you to follow? State your intent.