"I suppose you've located him, Shal."
"Yes, Danchou," Shalnark said, and continued to retrieve the information from his little laptop. "Pretty easily, even. He's still the head of Nostrad's bodyguards."
"So Nostrad hasn't found out yet."
Shalnark, distracted, faced the Danchou and cocked his head to the side. "Found out what, Danchou?"
"His origin," the other man said, taking off his coat to change his inner garments. An awkward silence overcame the two of them. The older man broke it by calling the younger's name. "Shal."
"Yes, Danchou?"
"The strike starts at midnight."
And with that, Kuroro left the room.
A Cheshire-cat grin came to life on Shalnark's face. "Yes, Danchou."