"What's this…" Redd asked. He was the first to notice, maybe because of what he is. His nostrils flared once, then again, as if scent alone could measure whether a man still sat inside his own eyes. The entity behind him seemed to also shiver, her ears were drooped and her fangs revealed like a cat alerted to danger. Though she was more canine than feline.
"What do you mean?" the prince asked. He too felt something off but could not place it, like a draft you sense without finding the open window.
"They're… giving me the creeps, every one of them. It's like, they're here, but at the same time… they're not," Redd said.
Ludwig spoke first. "They're soulless…"
[You're in a hostile environment]
