Haha, wow, that was a crazy way for it to end. Well, with that out of the way...
(Also, just for reference, this is pretty much the voice and accent Jamie has:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z4zBULlOgVI Yes, I know this is an Irish accent, and Redcaps are a Scottish mythology creature, but I quite like this accent, so screw it.
)
Jamie's attacks grew more and more reckless and frantic with each stumble and whiff she made, her relative inexperience showing through quite clearly as Raine's fluid dodges carried her around each and every one of the Redcap's attacks. While she was nimble, limber, and quite powerful for a girl of her short stature, Jamie clearly had little in the way of formal combat training.
"Wha- NO! D-Don't you DARE-" Jamie squeaked as she suddenly found herself completely off-guard, her with her back facing her laughing opponent. Her protests meant nothing, however, and before she could catch her balance, the clasp of her bra was unfastened, causing it to land right on top of one of Jamie's bare feet with a tiny
plop.
Jamie squealed with humiliation, raising one leg slightly as one hand flew to cover her little pink treasure, her other arm slung across her small breasts. They couldn't have been larger than a cups, but they were nice and perky, with pert little pink nipples that the viewing sphere would no doubt have caught before she had a chance to cover up. With how stiff her nipples had grown, it was almost as if they were asking to be noticed. Fortunately for the crowd, small breasts tend to be quite a lot more difficult to cover with one arm, so Jamie was really only able to cover one nipple at a time.
Still hunched over slightly, Jamie hesitantly turned to face her victorious opponent. The Redcap was dressed in nothing but her trademark hat, her cheeks bright red with embarrassment, sporting a shy grin as she tried her best to cover up as much bare, blushing skin as possible, with little success.
"Eheheh, um...t-truce...?" Jamie stammered sheepishly, painfully aware of how many eyes were on her right now. All her cocky confidence seemed to have melted away along with all her clothes. But she knew the rules: Raine could do whatever she wanted to her now, and she was quite obviously dreading whatever the mage had in store for her. Now it was Raine's turn to
really turn the tables...