"Infiltration successful…
...I'm in."
[Thank you for your hard work, sir. We've also contacted Ms. Sunday as you ordered, she says her team is ready to move at any moment at your advice.]
"Alright. Keep your lines open, January."
[Roger that, Mr. Wednesday.]
"..." With the communication line cutting off, Mr. Wednesday quickly looked around him if there was anything amiss; but as soon as he confirmed that there was no one moving in the hallway, his jet-black suit instantly changed to that of the guards.
And now, with his face and uniform… and even his voice similar to one of the guards he incapacitated, there should be no one who would be able to see through his disguise that easily. Mr. Wednesday then moved the unconscious guards to the side of the hallway, before placing his hand on his back. And seemingly, out of thin air, a cloth appeared as he slightly pulled his hand.
