Yuri looked at a pile of clothes cluttering the roots of an ancient tree and looked at Mark, who was beside her, holding her hand. She had just learned what these clothes were, and quite the piece of information that was.
She shook her hands, bringing the distracted Mark's attention to herself.
"Hm, what?"
"So, these are Golden Savages that you transformed into clothes with Alchemic Shapeshifting?" she asked, again.
"Yeah, they are," he said with a grin. "Quite clever, right? I couldn't kill them entirely with their mask hidden, and if I just beheaded them, a healer could come around and heal them all. Of course, that would be troublesome."
