Her soul he couldn't figure out. But that chill was enough to make the typically-warm him rub his upper arms every now and again as he kept his eyes out on the surroundings. But Kanji's jaw clenched- what he wouldn't give for Soul Descent...!

But as the child moved closer, the pressure moved as well, until he watched the fence give, an all new figure appearing. It looked to be a shriveled old man, with long spindly fingers and gaunt, lifeless features of his own. From each finger dangled a string, shimmering a fine silver in the moonlight. One such string was attached to the boy that didn't want to let up. But the other strings were twitching and dancing as well.

"Gotta take him out quick- I can see the other strings and it looks like he's got somethin' at the end of all of 'em!"