Friday, 7th January 1581.
The door to his apartment opened as Bryan stepped inside. He kept his black overcoat and his fedora hat on the coat hanger and walked to the living room.
He sat down on the couch and heaved a tired sigh as he mumbled, "Fuck me… There's so much work these days."
Since the past few weeks, Bryan and the other members of the Strike Team had had their plates full.
They were already investigating the disappearances which were most likely caused by the members of the Holy Blood Sect. And now they had to look for clues about the whereabouts of the cultists of the Inferno Order as well.
Although there had been some results for the latter. Over the past weeks, the Strike Team had caught a total of six cultists of the Inferno Order.
Most of them were Apprentices and only one was a Rank 1 Transcendent. However, after catching them, the interrogation process was anything but fruitful.