His gaze darted around, It felt as if every single object, every shadow, every mote of dust had its gaze fixed on him, a silent, unified, all-consuming stare.
The beasts, who had been busy devouring the carcass of their fallen comrade, left it at that, their grotesque feast forgotten, as if they had found something more interesting, more appetizing. They stood up, their soulless eyes fixed on Sezel.
Shiki and Vesta, too, left their meal and stood up. Their eyes were fixed on Sezel, their expressions a mixture of confusion and anger, as if he had just uttered some extremely blasphemous statement.
