Shoot the rope.

The light of the street and the murmuring of voices grows near. Eva looks in terror as her grand reveal lies ahead with nothing she can do about it.

You draw Lauo, which you imagine would be glowing quite bright if you were anywhere near Eva. Though instead, you cause a different kind of shine as energy fills the steel of the blade. You point it carefully, shifting the aim closer to the gremlins as to not hurt your ally. Once charged, you shout, "Flare Bolt!" and a projectile of fiery energy careens through the air and singes the rope into pieces.

Eva stumbles to a stop. The gremlins scatter as your group makes their way over.

She looks to you with pleading eyes, and then throws herself upon you. Her arms wrap around to squeeze your back as her naked body presses against you. She buries her soft lavender hair beneath your neck and sobs.

"Thank you thank you thank you," she repeats into your tunic.

Amara places her hands on the bunnyfolk's shoulders. "Please allow me to give you something to wear, even if it is not perfect."

"The gown again?" Eva asks. "But it's basically see-through..."

"But is it not better than nothing?"

Eva admits defeat and nods. She turns to face the elf bashfully as her nudity is exposed.

Amara slides her hands down her body, sighs softly, and whispers the words, "Midnight Gown". A thin white nightgown falls over the rabbit's figure. Just like last time, you can basically see through it in the right light. Her curves appear as a silhouette through the fabric.

"Th-Thank you," Eva mutters. She continues to cover up, and rightfully so. It isn't much. "Can we go home now? I really need to... rest..."

People aren't far away, and that's likely why the gremlins have left for now. You decide it's safer to stay here if that's the case. With everyone in one place, you feel like you can finally rest and talk.

"We did it," you say. "We're safe."

Niki crosses her arms. "What the hell was all that?"

"A woman came to visit while you were all out shopping. She said the necklace the harpies gave us is what the Flame General was after. I don't know if it's for that reason or another, but our party seems to be a target now. An catfolk assassin after Niki, succubi after Amara, and gremlins after Eva."

The goblin ponders. He scratches his fingers over his chin, and he glances between the party. "That sounds familiar."

"Oh?" You return the gaze.

"Yeah. That sounds like a specific team I know. They work for the last guy I worked for. Thank the gods I didn't get involved then! If he found out where I was and that I was fighting against him, he'd skin me alive."