Approaching the mainhall, the others would have seen Darkeye standing still in the doorway. Sprawled across the floor were several bodies, ripped and torn to pieces. Above them, Aguma and the duo of minotaur guards. None of them seemed phased, but neither did they appear to have any comphrehension on the matter. Outside, the wind was beginning to blow quite fierce, battering the windows and doors to the Manor quite fiercely.
"There was no wind a moment ago." Darkeye said, calmly. He crouched beside one of the servants limbs and looked at an arm. Strange green fluids around tear marks. Severe bruising around where it was most likely pulled from the body, rather than cut or torn. A window, not feet from a guard shattered, spraying glass onto the floor... mostly.
Several shards stopped short of the floor, lifting in front of the startled guard, turned upright with the most sharpened pieces and thrust through his armor into his head. Before Darkeye could speak, an eery howl filled the room. The sound started low, growing louder and louder, becoming more a growl, than howl. Eventually it seemed like a man, a man indeep, agonizing pain.
"Terrific.." Darkeye snapped, slamming a fist against the floor. He got to his feet, running to the window and pulled open the curtains. His head immediately snapped back, fleeing from a long green hand which quickly turned into a severely damaged, fleshless torso, and snapping jaws of a ghoul. "Aguma! Get those mercenaries to work! Get another look at those gardens, learn more about the shadows and what they were so desperate to keep hidden from us."
Aguma stepped between the mercenaries and Darkeye. He pointed towards the way they came, keeping his cool. but behind him, the doors of the manor were ripped open by another ghoul, much bigger, appearing something like a troll. Its body was warped, gray and bony. The dead troll charged Darkeye before a minotaur bull rushed it, slamming it into a wall and grabbing it by its throat, throwing it into a wall. "Go," He said, "Go!"