Nero checked his watch and saw that he had already spent up to half an hour just getting here. The good news was that he was close to his targets, while the bad news was that time was running out.
He needed to navigate through the disorienting fog, find them, and then navigate back before time ran out. As much as he hated to do it this way, it was time to rush things.
Nero lit his dagger on fire and took a moment to enter the right state of mind. He was no longer going for efficiency, but rather maximum results.
He touched the walls of the intersection to see if he could feel any vibrations in them. It was not exactly the best way to find his targets, but it was better than going through them blindly.
To his surprise, it was the walls leading straight ahead through which he could subtly feel something. Yet hadn't he turned in the opposite direction?