Theo let out a deep, worried sigh.
The more he thought about the entire situation, the more his hair stood on end.
'Even if this guy was only a low-ranking member,' he thought. 'There's no telling how dangerous this will be if these maniacs are involved.'
The Calamity Covenant… it didn't matter who you were, how young or old you were, or where you came from. That was a name that would always remain at the back of your mind.
And all of that fear came from three incidents… or rather, catastrophic events.
Out of those, one in particular had always stuck with him, having witnessed it live on television at the time.
'The second calamity…' Theo thought, his expression tightening slightly. 'The Demonic Painter.'
He had only been twelve at the time, yet the memory was still as clear as ever.
Every screen had cut to the same emergency broadcast, showing chaotic aerial footage of an island nation called the Bahamas that had been completely reduced to ruins.
