The Arakenys
The witch's eyes, sharp and penetrating eyes were focused on a particular figure on the battlefield—though whether it was Aragon, one of the other leaders, or something entirely else, Servvas couldn't tell.
Breaking the tense silence, Servvas turned to his enigmatic companion. "What do you think?" he asked, his voice tight with anxiety.
The witch's response sent a chill down his spine. "They aren't what you thought, my lord," she said, her voice calm despite the horrors before them. "They are humans, but their rationality has been stripped away. Only rage, hunger, and the desire for destruction remain in their minds."
Everyone of them thought of it alike. The features the creature showed, made them think that they were like undead, but they weren't. There were humans, who were turned into this state by those on the ship and his crew.