“What is…?” Milan looked around him and saw that the handmaidens continued to surround the three of them. He then looked at Owen. “Oh… you can’t see them… I guess it’s all right if you don’t…”
“Do they scare you?” Owen walked closer and almost threw Corey over his shoulder, just so he could hold Milan’s hand.
At the stare on his face, Milan shook his head. Instead of saying something, he just walked past Owen and headed back to the village. He just went here to ask for help from Lasair, but since Bainadum left at the appearance of the handmaidens, he didn’t bother Lasair anymore.
When he got past the encirclement of the unmoving handmaidens, he took a deep breath before taking another step. Crunch. There were a few more crunches too many on the leaves. Milan spun to face the group and saw how the handmaidens now stood in a line just steps away from him. It was as if they found the closest one to him and stood on her sides.