Sagiri moved slowly. His senses were sharpened now. He was beginning to realize the whole place was a maze. Why did a place where a chief lived need all the twisted turns? Sagiri made sure to remain invisible by walking mostly inside the archive.
He kept to the walls. Somehow, after a few minutes of walking, he was back to where he had landed. He looked around and sighed. Indeed, the map did not even account for all existing entries, exits, and corridors.
This could only mean one thing. Some dead ends were doors, huh.
Sagiri did not have the time for that.
