Cue the Legends!

Hours passed. Ava bit back whimpers at each new person that came by, her blush never fading as countless people stared at her.

They circled her, taking full advantage of the nude and restrained woman to look at everything. Her ass was still stuck out, and those that got close could peer between her legs, while from the side her tits still shook from her regular squirming.

The stocks rattled, but stayed put.

She couldn’t even look away. Her head was held in place, giving her a full view of what she knew was still just a fraction of people that had a no-holds-barred view of her exposed body. It was a nightmare.

Then, after those hours, there was a sound in the distance. By then Ava had tried to tune out everything, though the burn in her cheeks and the feel of people staring never went away.

People shouted; there was the sound of fighting. Clangs of metal on metal, yells of surprised and pain…

And then three people Ava recognised whirled into the square. Sara Lance, her girlfriend, wielding her preferred staff weapon. Amaya Jiwe, Vixen, whose necklace gave her the powers of various animals. And Zari Tomaz, whose amulet let her manipulate wind, though she was less proficient at its use.

The Legends! Or at least three of them.

They were fighting what seemed to be an army, dozens of armoured soldiers just at that moment. Even with their powers it would be a struggle to keep up.

Sara was the first to notice Ava. She whirled her staff to knock back a knight, and did what she could to get closer, expression sympathetic.

“Hey, how you doing?” Sara said, bizarrely casually for the circumstances.

Ava finally let herself sigh on relief. It had been so long…

“Better now that you’re here,” Ava said. “Where’s the rest of your team?”

“Aboard the Waverider,” Sara said. “I didn’t know if you’d found a change of clothes; figured you wouldn’t want the men to see you. Looks like I made the right call.”

Ava mumbled something. It wouldn’t have made much of a difference at this point, and she wasn’t exactly enamoured with Zari and Amaya seeing her exposure as it was, but she appreciated the thought.

Sara thrust her staff to knock someone else back, then brought the back against the stocks, breaking the lock.

“Stay back there, we can deal with this,” Sara said.

She gestured towards a cart; cover! It wasn’t much, but after so long being restrained and exposed in the square, Ava would take anything.

She nodded, hurrying over and crouching behind the slight barrier. She listened to the Legends fight, finally letting herself hope. They could get her out of there, and this would all be over.

Still, she hesitated.

She didn’t have to fight, she knew that; Sara had made it clear, and she was glad. She couldn’t cover herself up if she was trying to hold her own, both those she fought and yet more townsfolk would see her, and she’d had more than enough of that.

Just the thought of being nude again for their eyes made her shiver.

But… that was a lot of knights that the Legends were fighting. Sara might be confident, but numbers could overwhelm the bets fighters. Another pair of hands might help them.

But at what cost? Ava flushed, crouching nervously.