Without any warning or sign, she closed her eyes, sleeping on his bed while she wore Mary's clothes. A small smile graced her lips, her eyes wide open despite the loss of consciousness. Kyrie clicked his tongue and nodded his head.
"She had too much mental stress on her; the physical stress I also put her through didn't help either. She passed out." He sighed tiredly, lowering Ouro's eyelids. At the same time, the red "eyes" of Yraka stared back at him, a kind of wicked contentment and enjoyment of the situation.
A "told you so" aura hovered over Yraka. Kyrie stared back at Mary, she looked at him with disappointment, before she dispelled those emotions. "You went a bit overboard there too. Like, I know she is an enemy… or was, but what you did there was borderline torture."
