These figures looked human at first glance, but the aura radiating from them was nothing like that of ordinary men.
"They're not human… they're Blood clan. Pure-blooded!" Micah's voice cracked, rising several octaves as though he had seen something too monstrous to name.
Ethan jolted at the cry, every muscle tensing. It was the first time he had ever laid eyes on true Blood Clan. The sight reminded him why he was here in the first place. The mission mattered, and the reward waiting at the end of it mattered even more, but this—the Blood Clan—was what gnawed at him. Something about them was tied to the disaster bearing down on Earth, of that he was certain.
"This could be their main stronghold," Micah said again, his voice tight.
Ethan stayed silent, chewing over what he saw. Pure-blooded Blood Clan, on a First Universe vessel—why? What link existed between the Blood Clan and the First Universe?
