"What kind of monster popped out of a crack in the rock, and how come he's so strong? Is he transformed from Spirits or a different kind?"
Cohen Vanter sat at the desk with his head in his hands, the bloodshot-eyed youngster looking at the intelligence laid out before him—the quintet had spent the entire day gathering all the information they could, including intelligence obtained from the apprentices of the various churches in Carterburg, news from the military internal affairs publications, special issues from Pamir City, the newly resumed Silent Hill Daily, and the conflict that occurred with the investigator from the royal Transcendent Incident Investigation Department this morning.
Every single piece, each piece of evidence, was indicating just how powerful this kid named Malin Gaiate was.
