Lyne rolled away on the floor with the Werecat, not minding the dust they gathered, clouding their sight. After which she was done tearing apart its neck, blood splattered all over her face, she moved on to the next, her soldiers doing the same.

When she shifted back into her original form, her clothes still in place, which she still found weird, growls and shrieks could be heard. Her golden hair was glued to her neck and it itched her.

"Damn!" She exhaled and pulled her hair up in a ponytail. "Let's fight some bad guys." She smirked and made to turn but collided with someone.

"Ow!" It was Luana....