Sato cannot fight.

  But he can think.

  Raigo, a towering brute force elite, looms over him, muscles tense, prepared to strike.

  Sato meets his gaze, completely unshaken.

  “So, I’m guessing Kuroda didn’t just want to let time do the job. He wanted to see me dead himself.”

  He lets out a quiet chuckle, shaking his head.

  “I thought taking the health potions away was meant to kill me, but it seems he had a bigger objective.”

  Raigo’s eyes narrow, sensing that Sato was unraveling Kuroda’s pns in real time.

  He grits his teeth. Enough talking.

  His fist clenches. He reels back—

  And swings.

  A heartbeat of silence.

  Then—

  CLANG.

  A metallic ring fills the corridor as something intercepts the attack.

  A blur of motion.

  A ragged knife ricochets against the wall, embedding deep into the metal pting.

  A figure drops from the ceiling vents, nding squarely on Raigo.

  A familiar voice rings out—

  “Hmph. Seems like we’re te to the party.”

  YUMI.

  A swift, ruthless ssh forces Raigo back, forcing him to stagger.

  She nds, standing protectively in front of Sato.

  From another corner, Kaito’s head peeks out slightly, eyes wide with horror.

  “T-T-There’s THREE Musabori Elite here! This isn’t the kind of party I wanna be invited to, EVER!”

  Ren, still mid-fight, blinks in shock.

  “What the hell are you doing here?!”

  Yumi smirks.

  “I’m guessing the same thing you are.”

  ?CUT TO THE DAY BEFORE – INSIDE A MUSABORI LABORATORY

  A sterile, cold room. The walls pulse with the low hum of machinery.

  Kuroda stands over a restrained Watari, eyes gleaming with clinical amusement.

  He tilts his head, observing him.

  “Ah, yes. He’s the one.”

  His gaze flickers downward—

  To the cube.

  Kuroda’s amusement vanishes.

  His eyes flicker with something deeper. Something raging.

  “He’s the one who must’ve activated that core that day.”

  A long pause.

  His fists clench.

  “He’s the thief. The reason I haven’t been able to ascend Mori yet.”

  His voice drips with venom.

  “Take him to the core chamber.”

  From the shadows, hidden behind a security door, Yumi watches.

  Her fists tighten.

  Beside her, Kaito whispers, his voice shaking.

  “This is bad. Like, real bad.”

  A long pause.

  Yumi exhales. Her knuckles whiten as she unclenches her fists.

  “I know it is…”

  She gnces at Watari.

  “So we’re getting him out.”

  ?BACK TO THE PRESENT

  Now, their mission is one.

  ? Finish the enemies in front of them.

  ? Infiltrate deeper.

  ? Stop Kuroda.

  ? Save Watari.

  With all five now together,

  The real Musabori infiltration has officially begun.