After landing in a canyon near the town where the captive political leader was suspected to be held Setsuna changed out of his flight suit and engaged Exia's cloaking device. He walked to the nearby town and at once felt as if he was back in Krugis. As he walked he noticed everyone staring at him as he passed. A young boy walked up to him, "You're not from around here are you? You look like a traveler. Are you a traveler?" The boy looked up at Setsuna with an inquisitive expression. Setsuna nodded and replied, "Something like that." The boy looked excitedly at Setsuna,
"Is it true that there a towers that go up into space?"
"Yes." Setsuna couldn't help, but admire the wonder in the boy's eyes. Just as an older man walked up to him, "You're a Krugis rat aren't you. I can tell from your red eyes. You should leave here and never come back." Setsuna felt nothing for what the old man said. Things still hadn't changed. He simply glared at the old man's back as he ushered the young boy away from the stranger.
Later that day Setsuna had finally made it to the coordinates that had been sent from Ptolemaios. He climbed to the top of a hill to get a better look, once at the top he was able to see a small encampment and judging by the weapons the men were carrying, a mercenary camp. He voice messaged Ptolemaios to report his findings, but just as Sumeragi picked up Setsuna heard movement from behind him. He quickly dropped the communicator and wheeled around ready to fight. Three men stood behind him holding handguns trained on him. Setsuna saw an opening and took it, lunging at the closest man he yanked his pistol from his grip and standing behind the unarmed man pointed it at the other two. They began to yell at Setsuna telling him to drop the gun, when a tall man with red hair came around the corner. "Well Krugis punk, looks like you're in a bit of a bind." Saachez smiled as he slowly pulled out his gun and pointed it at the man Setsuna was using as a shield and fired. Setsuna fell as the round passed through the man in front of him and implanted itself in his side. He kicked sand over the communicator as he struggled to get out from under the dead man's weight. "Tie him up; our client has some plans for this little punk." Setsuna struggled as the other two men grabbed at him in an attempt to restrain him. "Don't touch me!" growled Setsuna, just before receiving a blow to the back of the head. Then everything went dark.