Akihime hummed softly as she worked around her secret room, which was actually just her projecting herself back into her tower back home. Nobuyuki was standing silently, like he was awaiting orders, but he was struggling to regain control of his will. He had to warn Yukimura, tell him that this priestess was more than she let on. He could knock her unconscious and run, but what would stop the protector that was skulking around, or the small child who was more powerful than she appeared. He had to think, he didn't have a lot of time.