Jean quietly studied the unfamiliar faces in front of her
There were both men and women.
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Most of them had tall, slender builds but just as Ludwig had mentioned, every one of them wore some form of disguise.
Some wore masks, revealing only their eyes. Others had nothing on their faces, their features fully exposed.
But even those exposed faces looked… off – strangely mismatched in a way that made Jean’s skin crawl.
That dissonance came from how poorly their faces matched their bodies like someone had attached the wrong head to the wrong frame.
It didn’t take Jean long to figure out the source of the uncanny feeling.
They were wearing prosthetic disguises.
Even without masks, they’d used advanced makeup or prosthetics to give themselves new, bland, unfamiliar faces.
So the members who appeared to be showing their faces weren’t showing their true ones at all.
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By comparison, Jean realized her own disguise was the simplest and most low–effort in the room — just a hat and mask. No elaborate makeup, no flashy masks.
Talk about low–budget.
Her eyes flicked swiftly across the room, scanning each person one by one.
Eventually, her gaze settled-
Seated in the center was a short–haired girl.
Her face had clearly been altered, plain and unremarkable – but her eyes were sharp and full of life, glinting with an intensity that was hard to ignore.
She sat dead center, and the others around her subtly watched her for cues. That much made it obvious-
This girl likely had the highest status and authority here.
Jean finished her quick mental assessment just as Ludwig peeled off his mask.
He might’ve been the only one in the room showing his real face.
“Well, look who finally decided to show up,” said a man in a mask, his tone playful, eyes glinting as they flicked briefly toward Jean. “We’ve been waiting on you!
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