It's time to fight fire with fire!

Madyson, having little success against the pyromancer, decided that it was time to use her secret weapon--a tired old adage! "It's time to fight fire with fire," she said, as she paged through her spellbook for the fireball spell. Of course, it was a casting level above her skill, and this decreased her chance of success, but she wouldn't be stripped by this upstart from the Academy of Pyromancers, so she read the incantation with confidence.

In short order, a ball of fire had formed at the tip of her wand, and was growing. With great emphasis on the last syllable, she flicked her wand and let the fully-grown fireball fly. Except, it didn't leave her wand. She flicked again, and it flew from her wand. Straight up and then back down at her.

The explosion destroyed her tightly-stuffed corset. She was living her nightmare....her chubby, untoned belly and sagging breasts were exposed for the entire arena. She heard taunts from the crowd that brought back the bad old days of having to change in the academy locker room, something she avoided whenever possible.

"Is that a mage, or a pig?" came one of the less inspired comments from the crowd. But the announcer refused to miss out on this. "Let's talk about the five-ton elephant in the arena. It seems the mage was hiding something from us. But neither that corset nor her magic could keep a secret that big for long. I wonder what else she's hiding."

None of this was particularly clever, but Madyson took it to heart nonetheless. She'd have to beat this pyromancer brat, and humiliate her like no one's ever been humiliated before, in order to give people something better to talk about.

Her sister, Robyn, in the meanwhile, had dropped her bow, and drawn her sword. She charged at Jessica, who, in an uncharacteristic moment of dexterity, dodged, grabbing one of her ankles and knocking her face down in the sand. Robyn lost consciousness for a few moments, as Jessica removed her boots and belt.