((Sorry for the delay, guys. Real life took over for a while, but I'm back and ready to wrap this up.))
Annalise had gasped as her skirt was torn away, suddenly granting the crowd a clear view of her long, slender legs and petite backside, the latter covered only by a slightly-frilly pair of blue panties. The noble lady's cheeks colored prettily as the crowd cheered at the sight of her underwear, sparking an uncomfortable twinge of modesty within the girl. She and her opponent clearly held the advantage, to be certain, but the spectators' whistling and cheering was very slowly peeling away at her dignity, to say nothing of the sight of her own panty-clad bottom visible on the enormous viewing sphere.
After a few more seconds in which the three remaining fighters scrambled about in hopes of finishing the battle as swiftly as possible, Annalise finally decided she should end the undignified chase in one fell swoop. Taking a few graceful steps backwards, the warrior mage's fingers were suddenly alight with sparks of electricity, each one dancing back and forth between both sets of delicate fingertips. Seeing Christie attempt a similar finishing attack, albeit one apparently woven from the sonic vibrations of the crowd's roaring catcalls, Annalise thrust both palms forward with a powerful thrust, sending a cone of electric tendrils arcing toward Arihalna's body, each strand curving upward to strike the warrior from above so as not to interfere with Christie's own spell. Assuming it struck true, Arihalna would almost certainly find herself stricken nude before the crowd's eyes...assuming Christie's spell didn't take care of that ahead of time. Better safe than sorry, after all.
((Magic attack to strip naked! 2 + 1 = +3 bonus)) Annalise will attempt another without the added energy should both her attack and Christie's fail to finish the fight.
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