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Whether you're a mortal or a not, broken glass hurts.
This was made abundantly clear when the large hunk of car broke through the window, sending glass shards flying like shrapnel. Barely losing momentum at this point, the flying chunk of metal continued forward, bounced off the couch, and slammed into the wall right where the TV was, causing the small box to explode and add more dangerous shards to the room.
And then, when all the things currently in the air landed, there was a moment of deathly quiet. Yami almost wondered if his hearing was gone again, but soon determined that his ears had escaped damage.
So had Yugi. Probably since Yami had instinctively gotten them both to the floor and below the path of the flying car hunk. The poor kid was almost hyperventilating, clinging to Yami like the mage-demon was a lifeline.
And he'd done so well during those other attacks…apparently, the wholesale destruction of his living room was the last straw.
As for the others in the room, they were still alive as well.
Jou, almost amazingly, had had enough common sense to jump to the side of the window to avoid being mowed down by the flying car. His arms were bleeding from shielding his face from the flying glass, and he'd been clipped at last second by one of the wheels, but he'd be all right.
Unsurprisingly, in Yami's informed opinion if nothing else, Bakurah had literally jumped on top of the incoming missile, before leaping nimbly to the side and avoiding the least scrape or bruise. He'd even dragged Ryou along for the ride, and the white-haired mortal was almost as freaked out as Yugi.
"Show-off," Yami muttered, deliberately pitching his voice for the other to hear.
"Um, he-hey…di-did we make it?" Jou's voice was cracking, the blond very much unused to this sort of thing.
"I think so," Ryou answered, looking around himself unsurely.
Bakurah, of course, was laughing his head off.
"Oh my, how invigorating!" sneered the necromancer-demon, "Now how's that for adapting to this crazy modern era! Those big boulders never did cause the same amount of blood splashing as glass does…"
"Bakurah," Yami interrupted - deliberately because Bakurah's choice of topic was NOT being helpful in calming Yugi down, "If you'll just shut up right now, you can go and take care of all those Dammugs outside."
"…Oh? I don't even have to share?" Bakurah's eyes were gleaming.
"Man, dem freaky zombies are ALL yers," Jou agreed from where Ryou was wrapping the cuts on his arms.
"Oh GOODY! I feel like a bull in a china shop!" Bakurah giggled, before leaping for the gaping hole in the wall that used to be the window.
Once the white-haired necromancer-demon was outside - and judging from the sudden onset of loud smashing and even-louder laughter, was also having his greatest day ever - Jou had to speak up.
"What bull was he talkin' about?"
"Ignore him," Yami sighed, "That one has this 'thing' about property damage."
"And what thing is dat, dare I ask?"
"He lives to cause it."
"You don't have to tell me twice," Ryou said, trying to sound lighthearted about it.
"Oh man…"
Blinking, Yami looked down to see that Yugi was staring at the wreckage of his living room. The boy was repeating to himself, over and over, the words 'Oh man, oh man, oh man.'
"Are you all right?" Yami asked him.
Blinking, Yugi seemed to only now register the presence of the others.
"Uh…this is, uh, going to cost my Grandpa a fortune," Yugi explained, a peculiar expression on his face, "He's going to, ah, freak…oh man…"
"I think Yugi is in shock right now," Ryou suggested.
"Ah, he'll snap out of it, I think," Jou said in an attempt to be reassuring, "Right Yug'?"
"Huh? Oh…ah, yeah…um, give me a minute…" Yugi said distractedly.
"We probably don't have more than one anyway," Ryou said, "Even if Bakura destroys every one of these invisible beasts on the block, they'll just keep coming. We need to move to a safer location."
"But it looks like da whole city's infested with 'em," Jou protested, even as they headed for the back door of Yugi's house, "Are there any safe places left ta go to?"
"We'll just have to keep moving until we find the places where these monsters can't get to," Ryou answered.
"The alleys and adjoining areas should still be clear of Dammug Beasts," Yami mentioned.
Even though he was unconsciously rubbing an ear - a bit of hard-learned caution from the LAST time they'd trusted their secrecy to the alleyways - Yami was inwardly patting himself on the back. He'd actually checked for hiding places for this very situation beforehand, instead of trusting to blind luck.