Some time later, Sunny and Jet found themselves standing alone outside Nightwalker’s hideout. They had left him alone with Bloodwave […]

Sunny remained silent for a long while, studying Nightwalker with a distant expression. Eventually, he asked: “A prison?” The youth

Sunny looked around, noting the spools of razor-sharp wire and steel spikes. Remembering the grotesque scenes hiding in the beautiful

Naeve paled visibly when he heard Nightwalker’s admission. Even Bloodwave, who had maintained a stoic expression, scowled deeply. Jet frowned,

Nightwalker studied him for a long while with the same strangely distant expression he had worn previously, then smiled faintly.

Hearing Nightwalker’s words, Sunny frowned. “Kanakht… I’ve heard that name before.” Jet had fought a Great Devil named the Heart

Sunny studied the back of the young man who was old enough to be his grandfather, wondering what had happened

Stone steps revealed themselves from the blinding radiance, with tall pillars framing their flawless surface. They ascended steeply into the

The radiant vapor made it hard to see. It was bright enough to be blinding, and without shadows, discerning the

The Lighthouse was a place unlike any Sunny had ever seen, and it made him feel uncomfortable. The reason for