The director of the museum would ponder what was presented before him, it wasn't an easy decision to make.Several moments had passed, including the entrance of Davak, whom the director had observed and smiled at before he finally spoke to Keeva.
"I'll give you this, you certainly know the laws and can be quite clever, but your time is running out, your buddy over there doesn't look like he is in fighting shape and well, as we speak the anvil is being loaded into a carvan and hauled away, So I guess the real question is, what's more important to you? justice or completion of a mission? Because if you decide to go after that anvil I can guarantee I won't be here when you come looking for me."
The director would take a few steps back from Keeva and the sounds of people starting up the caravan could be heard behind the museum. Seemed Keeva had to make a choice or rely on the injured Davak to take care of things by himself. Either way the director was right, time was running out and the crack of a whip meant the caravan had started moving.
When Davak had yelled out it caused the staff members to look over and when they saw an injured shinobi walking towards them while drawing his weapon, it caused a little panic among them. They worked even faster at loading the anvil and had set off quicker than they had originally intended.