C149 The Black Sun

"Azrakiel.." Mikael repeats, his face white as snow. But perhaps his face could not compare to the Sinclairs as theirs were completely blanched out of blood upon hearing that name.

"The people you're working for.. are remnants of the Black Sun?" Atlas concludes hesitantly.

"Rather than remnants, they're a new breed of wolf beasts who would do anything to resurrect that man again