Eyes could be felt watching you as you walked through the village, the gentle breeze carrying soft caress on your skin as the cold path muffled your already quiet footsteps, making it even more impossible for you to be heard. Yellow eyes watch you with curiosity, wondering why you would be walking alone at night when demons plague the earth at night like a fatal disease. “Hm.” Akaza quietly mumbled to himself as he watched you through the trees, wondering if your worth devouring or fighting.