Robin gets upset

“How dare you!” Robin cried in response, her face red with indignation. “Chrom and I haven’t- that is, I have done n-nothing of the sort! But what about yours? That’s an awfully pretty pair, isn’t it?! I’m embarrassed that Chrom raised such a lewd daughter, wearing these things to a fight as if planning to be disrobed! Did you think that would give you a tactical advantage?!”

“You’re the tactician here!” Lucina retorted. Even though she was embarrassed, the selectively disrobed swordswoman took a stance once more. “Let’s put an end to this! Quickly!!”

“Yes, let’s!” Robin hadn’t simply been sitting around: all of this, including the traded remarks, was part of a plan. Doing this had allowed Robin to subtly charge her magic, and she planned to release it before Lucina could retaliate. “Th-“

“Thoron!” another voice shouted from the distance.

“-or- huh?” Robin had time to voice, noticing Lucina step slightly to the side. Before Robin could react, an enormous bolt of lightning equal to the one she’d been charging slammed into her. In an instant, the scrappy clothing she’d been wearing became literal scraps, the boots she wore and her hairbands the only survivors as the rest vanished into the wind. The tome she’d readied flew back and spread across her face before it, too, was reduced to ash. All of this happened in a split second, leaving Robin bare for barely any time at all before she was flung butt-naked to the edges of the screen, disappearing in a meteoric eruption.

“Robin!” Lucina called in surprise. It wasn’t for the fate of the heroine who had just been unfortunately vanquished, but her ally who had launched the attack.

“Some strategist she was,” the impostor called dismissively as he approached Lucina. “I didn’t relish fighting Chrom, but I also didn’t fear it. How could Chrom possibly focus on me when that woman, who was apparently his close tactician similar to myself in our world, and Chrom’s own daughter fought with their dignity on the line? I dispatched him quickly and came to your aid.”

“Robin?”

“It’s okay, now, Lucina. It was a hard-fought battle, but we won,” her friend reassured her, walking closer. “If you need someone to comfort you, however, I’m-“

“Robin!” Lucina shouted once more, now snapping her fingers. While trying to talk cool, the Impostor had been failing any effort to keep his eyes on his partner’s face, instead allowing them to travel over her exposed body. Lucina wrapped her cape around her body self-consciously. “Gods! Let’s save the talk for later, okay?!” With a pout, the swordswoman disappeared from the battlefield.

“I was just-“ the tactician started to respond, before realizing she’d vanished. “Hmph. That was an easy victory, but… I could have stood to watch a little bit longer,” the lecherous remaining Robin chuckled before leaving himself.