Yano entered the new corridor, where ethereal lines intertwined with the vice, every movement a mere glowing spark. The ground shook beneath his feet, and the air was charged with impermanent energy.
"Every step here is a test... I must diversify."
He quickly became a group of digital ghosts, their symbols and human plagues, with astonishing speed, surrounding Yano. He raised his dagger and thrust against the ghosts, a blue light wave repelling the first impact.
With each strike, Yano began to understand their movement pattern, utilizing the role of the participants in his position, each strike calculated to evade traps and ghosts. Less than a minute after the exclusion zone, the ghosts poured forth, opening the way toward a vast, expansive room in the blue commercial capital.
"I survived... but the path has become more dangerous."