This close, Alucard could breathe the man's air. He had no reiatsu signature to speak of, but every little movement in his face was magnified. He was angry.

Good.

"Tell me again," Alucard replied, his Uberwaldean accent thickening as he spoke Jyllandi to Integra's Ivalician.

Something pricked at his senses. There was something he didn't like about this man, and it wasn't just that he hadn't met Alucard's challenge by showing his own reiatsu. The absence of reiatsu let something else prick at Alucard's senses.

The prickling was a warning, but Alucard didn't want to look down for the source of it and break eye contact.