Aldritch's eyes widened for a brief moment before he regained his composure. He could clearly see them before his very eyes, ethereal looking beings with an otherworldly smoke for legs exuding with green hue that dissipated at a close distance from their body, like ice freshly taken from a freezer.
'Is this supposed to be some form of threat?' Aldritch thought to himself. .net
Looking at the ghostly creatures, Aldritch became more serious. Apart from their nonexistent feet, Aldritch noticed the hollowness in their eyes, even though he could feel their gaze, and the zombie like features of their face, no lips, with jiggered teeth in the open, bare.
They had on their bodies leather-like armour, but they held no weapons, and their posture resembled that of obedient servants than warriors.
Regardless, Aldritch didn't trust any of these things not to attack, not one bit. He had read a lot of fantasy novels were people had the necromancy ability or magic, with that mere knowledge, he understood just how fearful and powerful it could be in the hands of a capable wielder.
Seeing as this person was exhibiting quite strange powers, his earlier confidence had dropped a little. Thinking about it, he could see Ralwa not being able to handle such an opponent. His only hope was now in Lodestar, but Aldritch decided it would be wiser to air on the side of caution.
Every one of them following behind Aldritch had similar reactions to Aldritch, maybe even worse when it came to Rindher, who was not expecting to see such creatures without lips, eyes, and even noses, to stare at him like they were looking directly at his soul.
Once they were inside the grand hall, all their expressions became even more serious as they looked at the scene before them. The entire house was filled with these ghastly creatures of different kind, lining even the stairs themselves while every other corner of the house spotted them in numbers.
'It's a threat alright.' Aldritch thought to himself.
"Our guest appears to be in the main dinning room alongside a few people, while the rest are in the study, probably held in there." Khal explained. Upon entry into the house, he immediately scanned the place.
"What exactly are you doing in my house?" Aldritch spoke without fear, but with authority, as he walked towards the table and sat across the lady, with a serious but ostensibly bored gaze.
The rest stood to his sides, Khal, holding his sheathed sword in his hand as always.
Aldritch could clearly see Lada, Ingrid, Lina, and Ralwa, seated on the chairs closest to the lady, though the last two were slumped on the table, but Aldritch had checked to see that they were still breathing.
"You've come to my house and held my people hostage, and what exactly have you done to them?" He asked, his voice calm and reasonable, but the spite in it audible.
"Let's just say they'll be asleep for a while, until I wake them up of course. That is just a result of them trying to resist and fight against me.
As for why I am here, I should be the one asking the question, since you are the one who has taken over the residence of a member of the Lunar Cult and even Enslave one of our Great Dames." She spoke with underlying anger as her aura leaked from her, a menacing and disgusting aura that would made the weak tremble and see illusions of death.
Looking at her and feeling her aura, Aldritch's face only morphed into a more comfortable one as his body relaxed a little more on the chair. 'You want to go that route with me?' He thought to himself, as he opened his mouth to speak.
"Don't get so riled up, you might make your situation even worse." He said in the same calm tone of voice. Once he said that, Aldritch released his own aura, something he had learnt from Lodestar. Instead of releasing his aura which would show how strong he was though, Aldritch used something else, releasing his bloodlust.
That very instant, his visitor's face morphed into a shocked one. The lady sitting across the table saw an image that could only be described in two words...
"The Devil"