Synys doesn't bother giving any last attention to the last of the ambushers as the sword wielder turns to flee from them.  She's sure the lamia will have no trouble catching the panicked girl if she really wants to, and is only assured she was correct as she listens to the wails behind her only growing more frantic.  And then they fade.  With nothing specific to do as she merely rides the panther, the kitsune glances around the area to enjoy the outdoors while she can until they enter the city.  She'll enjoy getting back to real civilization though, feeling a little more secure with the volume of the bustling city.<br/><br/>Dusk is thoroughly enjoying the after-combat, a wide smile spread across her muzzle as she slowly closes the gap between her and her rider and the two walking along ahead of them.  With her size it's not hard to do so, even at her regular pace.  While she had originally been a little worried about the woman would ambushed them and began making demands.  Looking back, mostly it was just their confidence that made her feel they may have been a threat, but they really put up almost no fight when the two groups engaged.  Her stomach<span style="font-style: italic">gurgles</span>around her prey once again as their strength is rapidly drained away by its roiling acids and powerful churning.  Suddenly, though, her attention is stolen from her satisfaction as a strange sensation floods through her.  She gasps quietly as some sort of power makes her stop in place a moment, shadows growing around her and taking form.  When the darkness dissipates she now has a set of large, feathered wings the same black as her fur.  She hesitates another moment, stretching out her new limbs in surprise, before folding them in against her sides, resuming her walk, and smiling even wider.  Seems she's gradually getting more and more of her power back.