The dust all seemed to get blasted away when Christie fired her devastating bolt of energy at Allison, leaving a very sudden image of the witch nearly naked! The haughty girl, feeling her power coming back to her gradually, was too busy slowly pacing towards her foes to finish them to immediately realize what had happened.
Christie felt the warm breeze waft across her skin and her eyes widened when she finally made herself glance down. Blinking, swallowing once, and glancing up just as suddenly, she confirmed that she was now standing in the skimpiest of bra and panties. They matched, the set -- they were both sheer and lacy, an off-white to match her dress. She shivered, a familiar feeling coming over her, and her eyes fluttered shut for but a moment. Her nipples were somewhat noticeable through her top -- dark pink nubs, it seemed -- visibly stiffening. Her toned thighs glistened and her tummy flexed ever so slightly.
The viewing sphere above her lit up to follow a single, enviable bead of sweat coming down the Grey Witch's neck. It slid and rolled down her collarbone, along her barely tanned chest, to glide into her cleavage. The thin sheen of sweat that covered her statuesque body really accentuated things and made her undergarments that much less concealing. Her thong was firmly between her sculpted, full ass cheeks. The lacy front of the thing hinted at some sort of pubic hair.
A little flustered, and obviously distracted for a moment, Christie shook her thick mane of blond hair and focused again on her opponents. Smiling briefly at Allison, she admired her team's handiwork and raised a hand at her threateningly, as if to finish the job with a spell. Her circlet glowed with bluish energy...
Just then, she swung her hand dramatically around at Arihalna, narrowing her eyes and silently focusing on a spell. There would be a sudden gushing noise, like the crashing of water, and a sudden glimmer of light around her opponent's feet. The sand around her was then gone in an instant -- in a few foot radius around her there was suddenly a shallow pit of clear, glistening water, no deeper than one's waist.
The sudden transposing of this spell seemed to really drain the energy out of Christie -- bringing in a perfectly person-sized pit of water and shunting it beneath your opponent was no small thing -- and the thin sheen of sweat that had been on her was now running in sexy rivulets down her face and body. The circling winds around her were gone. She was panting slightly. The waist-deep pool was not just an impediment to fall into -- it was filled with tiny, ravenous fish. The rapidly darting, jagged-toothed fish with the red bellies and thin bodies were quite similar to piranha. These fish, of course, were more intent on eating clothes, though.
((Dropping Mage Armor! My next two actions are attacks on Arihalna using the clothing eating fish. The first attack will focus on her boots, and the second will focus on her panties (via 'telekinetic scissors' or rather, fish in this case, if need be. Should she climb out of the water the fish will be magically compelled to fly after her, follow her around and attack those garments!
magic attacks, with circlet, on boots as first action, then panties as second, against Arihalna.))
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