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Thorn was annoyed with these eccentric hallways and their weird quietness. It was quiet and it seemed like it should stay that way but Thorn couldn't help herself and turned the corner ready yelled out some bad words about these cursed hallways. Then her eyes locked onto the dragon who had supposedly knocked out some bad dragon. On the far side of the scene was Sync and that was a good sign. That meant that he was a live, and kicking, but it made her releived and a tiny bit angry that he's still alive.

Thorn hesitated for a moment, but shifted into her true form ripping the clothes she wore. Black scales replaced human skin, her tail growing out and her wings started unfurling. Her claws were always the slowiest to change but this time they grew out fast enough to claw some dragon opponents. "So, is this a friend or not?" She asked Sync as she went into a battle stance ready to attack the dragon. Smoke rose from her nostrils and her eyes were actually turning a fiery red.