Bugs lost the game!

The other mercenaries had turned into something like an unruly crowd at a wrestling match as Robin finished stripping Bugs of all that she owned, leaving their largest fighter standing with her tits and ass out in the setting sun. Humiliating their strongest fighter was akin to humiliating each and every one of them. Each merc was ready to try once again to solve this the old fashioned way, reaching for weapons, loading up guns, and the occasional madwoman even getting into her truck or tank with the thought they might try running Robin over and see if she somehow survived that.

"Alright, alright, settle down! Ain't nobody hurt or bleedin'. You lot all act like you're out for blood, but save it for the actual bloody battlefield, right, mates? All I did was lose a bloody card game, ya bunch'a babies," Bugs snarled, momentarily taking on a ferocity that Robin noted had been held back all card game. "If any one of ya'll had real brass to ya, you'd be linin' up to be her next challenger. You're still takin' challengers, right, Redd?"

It felt strange to see the butt naked, drooling giant acting as a voice of reason, but Robin was happy for it. "Y-Yes, I do plan to."

"Good. See, mates? Once she finishes up her business with me, you all will each get a shot at her. Seems to me that with her fairies or whatever shit, that's the only legitimate chance any of ya has of takin' her down a peg- or to peg her, I know a lot of ya are into that. So just wait your turn and play it civil," she snapped back at the crowd, raising one beefy arm and fist to challenge anyone who wanted to object.

The other mercs backed down, now watching with curiosity as to what would happen next. They'd never seen Bugs lose at anything. They remembered what had happened to Flowers-- that was all well and good, but was it even possible to do the same thing to Bugs, even with magic?

"Alright, Redd, I'm all yours!" Bugs laughed, spreading her arms wide away from her nakedness. "What you gonna do? I'm pretty experienced, he he he. It's gonna take somethin' pretty crazy to put red in my cheeks."

Robin smiled and pressed one hand to her cheek. "You're right. I think I'm going to have to rely on divine inspiration in this case!"

"Good luck, Ms. Redd," Coline encouraged her quiet.

"... That was me giving you and Betty the signal to do one of your crazy punishments again," Robin hissed internally.

"On it, boss! Dealer's choice. Who you putting in?" Betty asked. "As if I don't already know!"