Anya could not have been more happy to be aware from such a horrid and awful place.  She had come so close to death...it was hard to beleive she alive still!  The blonde enchantress sighed relief as her platform heels clunked to the ground while dismouting the dragon.  It had been a fun ride or the winged creature but like the ordeal in general, Anya was glad it was over!  Scantily clad, and very much done up...Anya felt a little out of place at what appeared to be a temple, she blushed a bit and stroked some of her platinum hair, then she looked to Aria, still near her, "Wow...that was something...so now what?" she giggled nervously and glanced about the area at the strange priest-looking men.  Now in a more urban setting, it was obvious that some of Anya's poise had returned to her, despite feeling out of place, she stood with her long slender legs spread apart a bit with one hand on a curvy hip.