He didn’t know if the ghoul had finally smelled him, or if he had made a noise that was barely audible, but they turned to face Motochika. He could see the red glow of their eyes behind the lace fabric of their mask, blood covering their face as a terrified sneer came across their face. His quinque was knocked back by the ghouls Kagune, three thin red whips coming from the center of the flower like koukaku on their back.