They looked so wrong. [ Fei's tone grows grave, looking down at the ground and shaking her head while the sight of the mannequins and the features of some of the more developed ones replays in her memory. Bristling, she makes herself walk quicker, rounding the last corner before home determinedly as the free hand not keeping hold of her sword gently takes Red's arm. ]

It makes me wonder how many are out here. [ She adds in a conspiratorial whisper.

The sight of her home towards the end of her street makes her shoulders sag, gratifying in a way she wasn't permitting herself to think about until it happened.

Red's question is sobering, and Fei's frowning by the time she looks at her friend, nodding. ] Be careful of it. It drains you. My sword was so heavy I thought I was a little girl again, even now my things are damp and I feel like I fought Shen Tianshu tonight, not some stupid magic dolls.