Murusa waits just on the outskirts of sub -Crystal City, standing under one of the dimly lit light posts some 50 yards from one of the entrances to location. Her yellow optics scan the tunnel to the west and east, figuring her contact will come from either of those directions rather from the south. Murusa hears him before she spots him, waiting until he comes close and asks that, "I am indeed." she smiles a hint, leaning on her guard issue spear slightly. You last paged Hyperblast.