Watching as her spell successfully lands and splatters across Yumina's arm, Cyria winces somewhat in sympathy as it makes quick work of her fur and eagerly starts in on the underlying skin.  Fortunately for her, the spell wasn't designed to conjure anything lasting for more than a few seconds. Unfortunately, it apparently wasn't enough to completely dissuade her from trying to make a meal of another of their group as Yumina wastes no time in gobbling down first Johan's head, then starting on his shoulders.  At the same time, however, the bulge in her stomach gives an odd kick, and starts to travel up her chest.  Blinking as she looks at the odd situation in front of her as first Johan and then Alura are rather forcefully ejected from her body, Cyria is at least glad that Yumina had the presence of mind to realize when she was beaten, something that her friend didn't (or perhaps wasn't capable of at the moment) as she continued to square off against Thygor.<br/><br/>Moving up behind her, Cyria discretely nudges her blade a few more feet away with one of her forelegs.  "For what it's worth, Johan is being quite serious about his offer.  While I am quite aware of the reputation our organization has, that's solely against people foolish enough to<span style="font-style: italic">want</span>to fight to the death.  Those who deal with us in a...cooperative manner will find that we do so in return."