Yasmin and Ayobe turned their gazes toward the opening door as Iyvre stepped out.
"Oh, you're out!" Ayobe exclaimed in pleasant surprise.
"Did you succeed?" Yasmin questioned, immediately circling around Iyvre and checking for any physical changes. "I see no changes," she muttered, eliciting a chuckle from Iyvre.
"I succeeded, and the changes are on the inside," Iyvre remarked.
"Yes!" Ayobe squeaked as she rushed in for a hug, embracing Iyvre with genuine joy.
"How does it feel?" Yasmin asked from the side.
"Just the same feeling, except I could probably punch harder," Iyvre chuckled.
"Well, that's lame," Yasmin mused. "Anyway, we've captured Drogon."
"What?" Iyvre barked, immediately pulling her blade from her magic pouch.
"Where is he? Are you guys okay? Where's Rael?" she peppered them with questions, brandishing her blade while using her now-heightened warrior senses to scan the area.
"Calm down, sis. It's not that serious at least not anymore," Ayobe said.
