Nothing, Keiko is just going to have to tough it out!

What can a sword do against a gun anyway?! You told Keiko she was just going to have to tough it out! Tank it! Lerooooy Jenkins!

"Katappashikara-dono, I'm beginning to feel envious of this woman and her not-so-useless god. Please, don't make me want to trade my lazy but unobtrusive god for a hard-working but conniving one," Keiko complained through telepathy. With no good strategy... there was only one thing she could do! She'd have to dash a straight-line distance towards Buchikowasu, defending herself as well as she could with just her arms and her sword!

It proved to be just as bad of a strategy as it sounded... on her way over, she got shot in the legs, twice, and nearly lost her step. Her tights were left in tatters, while the bottom of the leotard was pointedly shredded... you could see her wearing an old-fashioned fundoshi loincloth, grass green-colored with your emblem, the Earth printed on it. The tight, narrow back strap, tied into a knot at her hips but otherwise looking a bit like a thong, gave a fantastic view that allowed you to appreciate her round but firm buttocks all over again. Internally, you congratulated her on being such a tough lady with such a cute ass. Oh, shoot... you forgot to turn off your telepathy. She caught you looking!

Still, she pressed on, deflecting shots against her upper body with her blade as Buchikowasu, like a true showman, targeted that area to keep events in sequence. Finally, Keiko closed enough distance to strike! The sword came away with just armor destruction, however, and even at close range, Buchikowasu found an opportunity. With a snide laugh, she blasted Keiko in the chest, knocking her backwards! As Keiko's arms raised above her head and she nearly dropped her sword, you could see that she was clad in no more than a white, bandaged chest-wrap up there... a chest-wrap? But she doesn't have anything special to wrap up... Anyways, you can see your name printed across one of the bands. Seeing your name printed across a girl's breasts made you feel a little tingly!

Trying to ignore your constant telepathic perving, the red-faced priestess grasped both hands to her sword. She was still reeling... And now that you looked, your priestess was in a much worse state than Buchiko. Keiko had been reduced to just a chest wrap and fundoshi, while Buchiko had lost no more than a bit of her armor... Not even enough to make it to T3!

((Sin +2))
((Faith -1))
((Keiko's Tier -1))