"Mmm...true enough. Here. Put this on our paladin's forehead...I don't want her waking up while I'm...busy." Mareth replied after a moment, looking the captive bandit over before handing the gemstone to Sylvia. Then she began disrobing slowly, allowing her shape to revert as she looked at Ivy, then smiled. "Well, are you ready, Ivy? I<em>did</em>promise to make you more powerful, after all..."<br/><br/>Her hands began to slowly trail up and down Ivy's body as she nuzzled in, smelling the human's neck, fingers teasing the nipples carefully before sliding over the flat expanse of her stomach, even as her tail slipped up to slowly, but inexorably, press against Ivy's folds.