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His palms are sweating, but he grips his weapon tighter, his face twitches, and his heart speeds up one and a half or two times, pumping blood through his vessels and pounding against his temples – these are the peculiar sensations that Sunaro will feel when he sees the unfolding scene. "Don't rush, think," the voice of Nemuya repeatedly tells him, and he has to obey, suppressing the desire to rush headlong to the scene. Remaining in place, the Sinobian acolyte examines the area again; he is interested in only two things: the presence of places nearby where he could be ambushed as soon as he descends, and any possible traces nearby.
The warnings turned out to be unnecessary; there were no signs of anyone's presence around, nor were there any eyes that could observe from a distance.