Suto was perfectly content with going out on a mission for Knights of the Blood. He had agreed to join and also agreed to do his part, so therein were no issues. He did however have a problem with the man he was assigned to. When he said he would work as Kazaro's personal assistant he hadn't imagined he'd be dogging around with the guy so much, it was absurd. They had gone to goodness knows how many places over the last few months, from recruitment to dungeons and personal errands. Ugh... He never should have made that damned bet in the first place. It wasn't totally hopeless though, while annoying he had more than enough in the way of resources to locate Fitch. His friend was proving to be exceptionally elusive as of late, and with no means of finding him any longer through a guild or friend's list he couldn't well solve it himself. So in that regard he was grateful for KoB, they were the means to an end if nothing else. Plus... He supposed it would be unfair to say he loathed everyone in the guild, most people were okay. Just Kazaro, he was still being blamed for Fitch's seclusion, however unjustly so. 

The current floor, 30, was awfully warm compared to the others. That was something that still baffled Suto, how the heck could they feel heat? He subconsciously wondered if his real self was sweating quite as much as he was at the moment, it must be disgusting if he was. It was certainly a little better now that he had changed out his attire, his wool clothing before had been much to heavy. Rather than the woolen coat he had worn before he now had a lighter cloth top, baggy and fastened around his waist with a black sash. The top itself was plain white with simple red trim along the inside, it being slightly open around his shoulders and coming to a point at his waist, leaving an open "V" on his torso. A similar colored set of baggy pants sat beneath the sash, the bottoms of which were held down by bandages. His feet were dressed in open toed sandals, which certainly felt rather nice at the moment. To keep the sun off of him, silly as it might be, Suto had picked up a long white robe with the KoB insignia printed on the back, and small flame patterns on the end of either sleeve and the bottom of the robe. This was left entirely open and flowed behind him as he walked. A face mask touched off his outfit, currently pulled down around his collar to make breathing more comfortable. 

"I still say a desert is an absurd place to be taking a mission for..." Suto remarked, frowning as he looked over at Kazaro. "We're not even that close to the tower, what's the point in coming all the way out here...?" 

Were there a clear objective to all of this he would not question it, but this mission sorely lacked just that. Aside from coming out here to slay some beast there was no evidence to suggest this would further their progression at all. He may be part of the guild now, but Suto still had his own agenda. Finding Fitch and clearing the game, those were his objectives, not wander around on each floor and slay random beasts. It was just a mindless task to be carried out, only because someone had requested it of them. As if it really took four people to accomplish this. From what he had been told this creature was supposedly akin to a field boss, which would be worrisome if they were incompetent. He may not like the guy, but Suto and Kazaro could probably handle things himself. Instead they were to meet Nero and someone else out here for the mission, it seemed a bit superfluous. 

Speaking of Nero, there was the guy not too far ahead now. There was a girl with him too, and Suto was surprised to find Kimigami would be joining them today. He'd seen her maybe all of once since their first meeting, it was a bit random to suddenly run into her here. Odd too, she was a solo player as he understood it, so why throw in with KoB? Coming to a halt once they had reached the others Suto looked at Kimi curiously, crossing his arms over his chest. "Why are you here...? I thought you did your own thing?"

The Knights of the Blood weren't the only ones prowling about on Floor 30. With it being the newest front line plenty of players were about, and that included some unsavory figures as well. Rather quickly establishing themselves in the first city Doku had quickly found them a bit of work... Or rather himself. Competition was becoming rather fierce as the game went on, more and more players were becoming emboldened as they gained strength and numbers. In order to maintain his current style of work certain measures had to be taken, such as eliminating the competition. He couldn't well take on contracts and make money if he was losing out to other players like him, that simply wouldn't do. So, what better way to secure more work than to remove those who might get in his way? It was through this that he would give Fitch his first task with the guild, they were to take down an alleged PKer per request of an innocent player. It was the story given to the newest member anyways, he didn't need to know the finer details.

Hachi Kage, or "Seven Shadows" was the name of Doku's guild. As he had explained to Fitch it was a collective of players who didn't mind getting their hands dirty to make the game safer. Well, in a sense not a total lie, they didn't mind getting dirty. In some ways their actions actually did benefit the overall player population, some of the most notorious PKers had been slain by them. Of course, they couldn't care less about other PKers so long as they kept their mouths shut and their activities a secret. Generally it was known if someone killed another player, and Doku was known for at least two kills for certain himself, but others went about boasting. It was nigh impossible to keep their line of work out of the sight of those larger guilds, like KoB. They couldn't well afford confrontations, small as they were, so operating with discretion was a priority. And to achieve this, well, sometimes the more talkative of their peers had to be seen to. 

"Fitch, I know you might have some reservations about this. But you'll need to understand why we're taking this assignment." They had been walking through the desert for a short while now, just the pair of them. It was Fitch's initiation of sorts, this was to see if he could truly handle this line of work. If not, well shame though it may be he would have to kill the boy. For now however he remained optimistic. Resting his hand casually on the hilt of his blade Doku looked straight ahead, staring out over the waves of sand before them. "People like this cannot be allowed to live. If it means we must become hated by others for being killers than so be it, it's what must be done to ensure the safety of others." These other players were supposed to be just a kilometer out of the town, resting by a small oasis. If they kept their pace they should catch them during lunch, and hopefully off guard. "You understand your part in this, correct? I'll take on the leader, you do your best to handle the others. Call for help if you become overwhelmed."