The house spoke clearly enough for him to hear, but it spoke from every direction at once. Where the doorknob once was a bit of moonlight shown through onto the floor despite the darkness around it.<br/><br/>A deep growl came from Shenyo's throat as he looked to where Lydia had fallen. Tendrils of darkness wrapped around her in such a way to pin her to the floor, and she was too weak to resist it. "You want passion?" His fists clenched tightly. "Here's some god damn passion!" He roared, the house vibrating with the inhumanly loud noise. Tendrils darted out from the thickest portions of blackness to snatch him like they had her. Yet as they reached him his claws sliced through them, the pieces individually dissipating into the air.<br/><br/>Lydia would only see Shenyo spinning and attacking at the air in what seemed to be a mad rage, occasionally being tugged by an unseen force only to slice it away with puffs of the black smoke appearing from nothing. As he moved she would feel the tight grip on her left arm suddenly retract, then her right, and eventually her entire body was freed. The house was putting all of its effort into containing the half beast which continued to swirl with flickering blades.<br/><br/>"The door! Again!" He shouted as he saw her unrestrained, suddenly crouching, digging his claws into the floor, and leaping into the door with his entire body. The impact of his kick send spidering cracks through the wood, but did not buckle, forcing him to jump off onto the floor to continue defending himself. This house was clearly strengthening itself. It was more of an entity than it was a structure, which meant they were fighting for their lives in its mouth.