Satoru-niichan is here.

He 's here.

' Wherever 'here ' is, now that the thought finally occurs to her. Shiki isn 't entirely sure

where

this newly-destroyed workshop is actually situated, location-wise. From the startled, indistinct shouting that she 's hearing, there are most certainly a number of people outside in their nearby surroundings. That immediately rules out the possibility of a secluded workshop tucked away and hidden in a remote area, then.

The girl squints, noting the vaguely traditional details in various scattered pieces of the torn buildings currently hovering in a haphazard mess in the air. The structures are ' not entirely dissimilar to those on Gojo clan grounds.

Then, did that mean ' this was the Kamo clan compound?