Hurry after Ms. Vraelion.

The storage building isn't far at all. Both you and Eva reach the door quickly, and you turn the knob and yank it open. The two of you bolt inside, and the old metal door creaks shut behind you. It's completely pitch-black inside. You slide your hand up and down the wall beside you until you brush over what feels like a light switch. Then, you flick it upwards.

It's strange. Of all things to find odd, it's now the touch of an ordinary light switch. It's something you haven't experienced in what feels like forever. A single bulb illuminates above your head, revealing a small room of crates filled with sports supplies--balls, rackets, sticks, and more.

You also see one terrified dragoness.

She stands shivering with her arms wrapped tightly around her bust, still merely dressed in a tight pair of crimson panties, and her uniform socks and shoes. Her face is filled with colour as she looks at you with piercing, inhuman eyes from across the room. Her tail slowly shifts left and right. It's like a creature lurking in the shadows--something of great contrast against the modern day Earth set around you. She sticks out like a sore thumb. You also find it difficult to take your eyes off her squished, bare cleavage, and her slim stomach--not to mention her sexy hips and slender legs. She's been such a bully all this time, but now the busty blond has been taken down a level or two. She's been left helpless and naked right before your very eyes.

You glance around the room. "I know you're humiliated right now, but we're looking for--"

"You're damned right I am!" she snaps, cutting you off quickly. "You're to look away this instant!"

"We're looking for the thing that did this to you," Eva finishes your sentence.

"You are?" she asks.

Eva nods. "Did you happen to see a strange blur of movement around here? Maybe even a little creature of light. Anything. You know, after you were slowly stripped and hung up for everyone to gawk at. All those eyes on your naked body, with no way to hide it. Everybody getting aroused just by staring at you. The feeling of the wind on your bare--"

"Stop, stop, stop!" Malakae pleads. She takes a shaky deep breath in. "I don't know what you're talking about, okay?"

"Hey, Kyle," Eva whispers as she takes your arm and gently leads you to the side. She lowers you down so that she can speak directly into your ear. Her gentle breath tickles your lobe as her soft, cute voice continues. "I think she's actually getting excited..."

You glance over to the young woman who looks to be getting more frustrated by the second. "Her? But she's like the elegant queen bee of the school."

"But look at how she's breathing."

"Stop whispering over there!" Malakae barks.

Eva has a point. The way Malakae is holding herself together looks to be more than what you'd expect from a humiliating experience alone. Her knees wobble, and she takes deep inhales through her flaring nostrils. Her face is beat red, and it looks like it's taking a lot of her focus just to hold herself together--or perhaps hold something back. And when Eva was going on and on about her embarrassing exposure before, she begged her to stop talking like it was making it worse.

"I said stop it!" she adds. "Do you know who I am?"

"So what do we do? Look around the room?" you ask quietly.

"I don't know," Eva replies. "I don't think she's going to be of any help though."

"Wait a minute. I heard that one!" Malakae takes a stomp forwards. "Cease your bickering and help me."

"Try looking in the boxes. Rattle them around, and maybe the sprite will fly out," you continue to whisper.

"I am Lady Malakae of house Vraelion, a noble, ancient family of the most beautiful and powerful golden dragons!" boasts the lady with her chin held up proudly. "You will listen to me now, or face my wrath. I'll make you forget that you ever saw me in such an inappropriate state. Do you think I'm merely a pretty face? The blood that runs through my veins grants me the magical potency my family has always held in high regard."

You and Eva turn in unison.

"Magic?" you say in surprise.

Suddenly, Malakae looks just as taken aback as you both were just then. She looks deep in thought for a moment. "I... Where am I?" she asks softly. "What's happening?"

"You remember?" You take a step forwards as well. "Redbloom Academy. Magic. Horses and knights. An entirely different world than this. You remember, don't you? I'm so happy. I thought Eva and I would be alone on this."

Lady Vraelion lowers her hands and plants them on her bare hips, completely uncovering her ample chest. She raises back up her chin, and looks at you with pure confidence as she scowls. "Don't talk to me like we're suddenly best friends. Of course I remember." There's a long pause before her face lights up again, and she raises up her hands to cup her bare tits. "Aaah!"

You sigh. "Calm down for one second and work alongside someone else for once, Malakae."

"D-Don't you address me by my first--"

"Listen here. We're all stuck, and we need to work together to get out. You can scream at us all you want after, but for now, please just swallow your pride and put your head together with ours," Eva requests.

The dragon clenches her teeth and squeezes her own breasts within her tight grasp. Then, she relaxes and lets out a deep exhale. "Fine. But you're to tell me what you know immediately."