Blood Moon

Because an evil cult was involved, Alger did not recklessly activate Spirit Vision to search for the Wraith. But that did not mean he had no way to find him.

As a Sequence 5 Ocean Songster, he possessed more than a beautiful voice. He could command water, wind, and weather, and wield the dreaded power of lightning.

Crack!

He raised the hand holding his cutlass. A brilliant bolt of lightning appeared at the ceiling and slammed into the center of the living room. It scattered into countless wormlike sparks that raced across the floor and walls, shocking the Rose School members who had been ravaged by disease but had yet to die. Their bodies convulsed, while Sharff, who had not even managed to get up, fell once more.

In a corner of the room, electricity crawled across a transparent figure, revealing him to Alger.

Got you. With a roar like thunder, Alger, the Hanged Man, thwarted the Wraith's attempt to flee through the wall. The man struck the solid surface with a thud. Unable to maintain his Wraith form, he became a short man in a black shirt and soft-soled cloth shoes.

As expected, after seeing what happened to his companions, he has no stomach for a fight. He just wants to escape... Alger drew his cutlass. Lightning coated its blade as he advanced with apparent ferocity, though he watched the Wraith carefully. Only when he saw that the man was coughing like the others, with dark red fluid leaking from the corners of his eyes and his nostrils, did he feel somewhat reassured.

He needed to prove he could contribute to this fight rather than merely provide information. Otherwise, he would have no say when they divided the spoils.

The short, middle-aged man had brown skin and triangular eyes.