It was pretty dark within the maze of enclosed metal, but it didn't matter too much as Kritch's all seeing eyes had been accustomed to the darkness well enough for him to see almost 60 feet in pure darkness! However, it didn't matter much as his knowledge on the path way of the yet to be rescued prisoner was quite limited. Sure, he could've scouted out the prison more with the other two criminals to get a better layout in his mind, but it was in his best interest to stay away from anyone that could kill him... And that would be everyone in this damn place. He was quite far away from both teams at the moment, scurrying along the metal floor, but could still hear some faint fighting in the background echoing through the vents. The group that he had left shortly was silent... For now, but Kritch could only imagine what that gas-thing could be doing at the moment without his supervision. Kritch shuddered at the thought of that thing touching his skin with those corrosive hands, though he continued along the vents with just a general idea of his location and pathing to the lizard-thing's cell.

Stopping in his tracks after a minute of running around this dark maze, Kritch pulled out the dataslab once again from his clothes with the bright light shined on his rather ugly face. He started to tap on the device carefully with those deadly claws before finding himself at the map once again, the rat studied the layout of the prison, calculating the general path that he had taken and the various cells surrounding the lizard-thing. Kritch looked back down at the metal floor with a dire question within his mind, judging if this would actually lead him to his intended destination. He wondered the possibility of stumbling upon a highly dangerous criminal in one of these cells or finding himself surrounded by guards due to the entire force mobilizing from his rather idiotic and violent teammates. Kritch didn't want that to happen as meeting those situations would make his life end in an untimely manner. So, carefully sliding out his knife from the worn-out sheathe, he stabbed at the vent gently creating a tiny hole within the bottom for his tiny eye to peek through without revealing his presence. The light emanating from the eye hole was shining brightly into the dark vents, Kritch squinted at the bright light for a few moments before his all-seeing eye was placed against the tiny hole and rapidly scanned the area that the eye hole could possibly show to the cautious rat.