Dishevelment

You move around her like a blur and start messing with her underwear. You pull down the cups of her bra to uncover a pair of incredible elven boobs, and leave them hanging out for all to see.

You reach down to unclasp her garter at the back, letting it flop uselessly down her legs hanging from the suspenders, and pull the back of her thong down to leave her ass exposed, affording it not even the modicum of modesty that the thin thong provides.

Time resumes, and the elf feels a little disoriented from the burst of your activity, before she realizes the state of disorder her underwear is in. She tries doing multiple things at once; pulling her bra and thong back up, and rummaging with her garter, and the fumbling of her embarrassed panic allows you to get a good long look at all her assets.

Zed and Cira clutch their sheets tightly. The diviner was supposed to be their ace in the hole, their magical back-up, but she's just about as naked as they are!