As the last rays of sunlight dissipated from the horizon, the skies slowly shifted into a purple hue as twilight soon encompassed the Yamanashi Strongholds. Kazuichi and the others decided to regroup in their tent, cautiously keeping up their guard just in case.
"How's everybody doing?" Kazuichi greeted them when he entered the makeshift tent. Since everyone was already there, he thought that maybe they should go over the plans one more time.
Then again, it's not like they needed to review anything. Implementing the plan was as easy as it could get… the only problem lies with reducing as much civilian involvement as possible.
"There's a trapdoor to the far side of the Eastern Yamanashi Stronghold. A rancid stench is coming off of it. Either it's a mass graveyard or a gathering of the infected." Kazuichi reported to the group as he sat down with everyone forming a circle.
