Even though she hadn't been addressed directly, Miyu certainly wasn't a part of all this, because she'd been upstairs with Melissa this whole time.  It didn't make any sense, and she'd just been about to manage to brave her fear and ask the obvious when the demoness' appearance changed in little spurts of flame.<br/><br/>A soft, helpless squeal of fright escaped from Melissa's nearly closed mouth as she bolted from the room.<br/><br/>It was all she could do to stay nearby, hiding herself behind the couch in a blur of agile movement.  She wanted to run and keep running, but how could she abandon her sisters?<br/><br/>Unless it was a prank.  If it was a prank, she didn't have to run away and they'd laugh at her for running, but her sisters wouldn't do that to her.  It had to be a prank, though, didn't it?  It didn't make any sense.<br/><br/>A soft tuft of blue hair peeked out from behind the side of the couch as Melissa let one eye creep out to examine the situation.  Her whole body was going into trembles.  What was going on?  Why was there a winged woman in their house?  Worse yet, a woman who could make her wings appear and disappear.<br/><br/>Everyone was talking, but not a lot of it was registering as Melissa fought to wrap her head around things.