From the observation deck, Cyrus and the wizard watched Wiflor go through the course. "Incredible... her strength, her agility... i've never seen a creature like that. She knocked down that gate like it was nothing..." The wizard said, his eyes glued to her. When she collapsed at the end of the course, Cyrus quickly left the observation deck. The wizard waved his hand, causing the walls of the labyrinth and all the obstacles to shrink to a size no larger than a deck of cards.<br/><br/>The walls and obstacles stacked themselves together. Cyrus was now free to reach Wiflor. He knelt down next to her, checking to see if she was still alive. She was. "Thank the gods..." Cyrus picked her up. His wizard friend was there now too, stroking his beard.<br/><br/>"Interesting... she has immense strength, but very low endurance. My hypothesis; her strength is a result of her muscles' ability to expand and contract much quicker than an average human. But since her muscles expand and contract quicker, she isn't very energy efficient." The wizard mumbled to himself. "We need to test this."<br/><br/>"Can we at least let her rest first?" Cyrus asked. He was a little annoyed at his friend's disregard for Wiflor. He was used to it though. When he's excited about something, that's all that matters.<br/><br/>"Hm? Of course, of course." He picked the steak up. "And she may have this when she awakens." With that, they went back up to the wizard's tower, placing Wiflor in a guest bed in the living quarters. They had no choice but to wait for her to wake up.