The moment I step out, Ahra his the floor, kneeling in the prayer position and Doosan gulps audibly.
"No need to kneel, it's just me." I say, poking Ahra on her bottom and tipping her over.
"Can you put your hood down? The effect is a bit unnerving." Doosan manages to say and I realize my mistake. With the hood up they can't see my face, only shadows. Plus the extra cool Priestess voice.
"Better? I'm ready for that blood sample whenever you are." I tell the man who still has his hands full of equipment.
"Yes, of course. Though seeing the changes after your shower, I think we already have some of the answers. I'm almost certain you're no longer Lycan as in the Mortal species. Instead, I do believe you've become something closer a Moon Wolf, like Immortal Realm werewolf cultivators do when they gain favor of their Goddess. The black eyes are different though, and your hair is still that Unique red blonde color, not silver, so probably not exactly that species."
