The resurrected Yara Mathews received no replies from the others. Instead, she was the object of shocked stares from the girls and a blank look from Tyler. She turned from one to the other in utter perplexity.
Suddenly, Yara realized she was naked. She let out a feminine scream. With one arm, the beauty covered her breasts and her crotch with the other.
“Someone help me…” she whimpered. “I don’t know what’s happening…”
Tyler turned his eyes away from the nudity, instead focusing on the charred Hetacomb site. While he dwelt on his emotions, Kat and Britta rushed towards Yara to aid her.
“Don’t worry, child!” the goddess called out the soothing words. “Everything’s fine. I’ll manifest some clothes on your body immediately!”
“Stay right there, Yara!” the young Salvatore assured her. “We’re coming to help you!”
Suddenly, Tyler’s senses tingled. His gaze whipped back to the girls.
“Don’t look at her while she is naked!” Britta snapped at him. “What’s wrong with you?”