By the time Yuche carried me back through the front door, Meilan was already starting to scream.
I gave it three seconds of attention and to appreciate the fact that Lingyun was just that good.
Well... that, and the fact that she was loud and really hard to drown out.
Then I saw the blood smeared across my entryway floor, the scorch marks crawling up the wall, and the long crack splitting across the ceiling above the foyer like the house itself had decided to develop stress lines. All my attention immediately changed from Jiang Meilan's final contribution to the world and toward the much more personal offense in front of me.
"Absolutely not," I grumbled, shaking my head. "We are going to go back outside before coming in a second time. In that time, I expect this all to be a nightmare and to have woken up."
Yuche stopped walking as he looked down at me with a concerned look on his face.
