Kritch had edged away from Grog just a bit further away when it came for his time to shine, insults were being slung at the prison to cause for a distraction for the group but soon things started to get a bit out of hand. Aside from the profanity spewing Deprave, the actions caused from the belligerent drunk caused for quite a scene that would garner almost all attention upon his actions. Musky explosions soon filled up the sky above, Deprave and Johnathan were also adding to the mix of distractions, but their voices were overwhelmed by the intensity of the spectacle. Kritch believed such insane actions could only be done by his plagued brothers, but it seemed that even their craziness was overshadowed by just the sheer amount of stupidity that radiated from that man. However, even though the actions done by Grog were horrendously dangerous and stupid, it gave the sneakier people an ample amount of time to infiltrate the prison. Though it seemed that two untrustworthy people were going to join him in this mission, one useless cripple and the other a strange creature made out of something deadlier than any decomposing body of the plagued rats. He couldn't trust these two at all. 

The rat soon scurried in the shadows of the light show ahead, reaching the gaping hole that Villiam had created in no time, but the thought of Villiam corroding away solid concrete just insured that that thing shall never even walk behind him. The creature had arrived as well, the useless weight, but if the child wanted to waste their life it would be one less creature to worry about in this landscape. "Child-thing and gas-thing go move search ahead, I sneak creep faster alone." Kritch said, clasping his two malformed hands together as he muttered a few words to himself. Kritch squeaked at the end of his mumbling, his body soon exploding into a cloud of black smoke, and the  dark particles wasting no time as it zoomed into the nearest ventilation shaft at immense speed.

Reforming inside the vent, Kritch reached into his tattered clothes and pulled out the strange device that the prideful barkeep had given to the grungy rat. Fiddling with the object for a few moments, following the basic instructions given by the human, the screen brightened and showed the map of the facility with the location of the target. Kritch's beady red eyes scanned over the bright screen for a few seconds before storing it back to his clothes that actually had no pockets. The rat stretched his grotesque muscles for a few moments before silently skittering along the vents of the facility, following the path of the vents in his mind to lead him to the lizard-thing's cell.