“Did you not call for me?” the bodiless voice murmured. “Did you not cast an unspoken wish for power? For revenge? For the chance to do to them what they did to your family?” A jagged chuckle, the sound of nails scraping against bone. “Gaze not upon me with such disgust, mortal, for I am summoned by the yīn of grief and rage and death. Like calls to like, and like it or not, you called me.”
