Bottomless Pride

As Shadowheart was restrained on the sidewalk, flailing wildly, struggling to breathe AND hide her partially unshaven holes from a crowd of gawking, laughing and amused people... She could admit, maybe this wasn't a great move.

Even without her blade, Lae'zel was skilled in multiple forms of hand to hand combat. The girl was a damned war machine, and Shadowheart...

She'd never so much as thrown a proper punch. But that didn't necessarily mean that she had to give up...

"Lae'zel..." Karlach stood over them, hand to her forehead in an exasperated look. "I know you two are oil and water. But the only reason we're eating tonight is because of Shadowheart. Can't you ease up?"

"She let her emotions get the better of her. Do you believe that our enemies would 'ease up' in this instance? Shadowheart should use this opportunity to--"

SNAP

Shadowheart couldn't break out of her grip, but she could break something else! A strap broke. Then another, and another, as the cleric yanked on her Gith undergarments with all her might!

Lae'zel hissed, kicked the girl off--

And her underwear came with it. Shadowheart flopped onto her back, gasping for air, with ruined garments in her hand! While Lae'zel lay opposite of her...

Her own vagina now just as exposed as her rival's. Hairless, tinted green, with similar reptilian markings as the ones on her face. Lae'zel was silent, fingers digging into the dirt...

Torn between the instinctive need to hide her lower lips with her hands... And the need to avoid looking weak. She couldn't hide the blush on her face, however.

"Hah. I didn't think you COULD blush. That's a good look for you, Lae'zel..." Shadowheart smiled smugly.