“This way,” Nigel ordered and we quietly followed him.

We were still in disbelief. All of us thought he had really turned into a Navis—into an enemy. Yet just a few minutes ago, he displayed how an S-class agent fights. I doubted his loyalty to our tribe and his resentment toward the Nox.

“We must hurry,” he added. “They are leaving in a few minutes.”

While we were running toward the building where the zuersts planned to rendezvous, Nigel told us what happened to him.

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