White Society (7)

-Before they ruined more people.

Miria's voice faded in his memory.

Kael stood in the middle of the alley for a moment.

The man who had been following him until just moments ago had already vanished without a trace. Kael could have caught him if he wanted to, but saw no reason to. Something else concerned him more now.

The emblem he'd glimpsed beneath the man's coat.

It was the symbol of the new religious group he'd seen handing out drinks and pamphlets on the street a little while ago.

It had been called the Bonyeon Society, hadn't it?

Kael clicked his tongue and pressed a hand to his forehead.

“Of all things, a religion.”

Red Pulse would've been easier...