She panics and attempts another Divine Pulse.

Just... just have to reverse this, she mused to herself. Taking some shaky breaths and exhaling, the crouching professor’s mind was racing kilometers per second. Just what the hell happened? Was she cursed? Is this some unknown effect that Sothis neglected to inform her about?

“Don’t need anything drastic… let’s try a few minutes,” Byleth muttered, shaking like a leaf in the wind as she slowly released her hands from her crotch and bosom, burning up as her sensitive bits were exposed openly. She felt too exposed and ****. Biting down on her bottom lip, she closed her eyes, doing her best to not think about her lack of clothes and the dreaded thought of being caught. A familiar feeling overtook her as she activated a Divine Pulse, focusing on the sways of time and pushing backwards, only a few minutes to the past… Before light snapped and Byleth opened her eyes, the process ending.

Divine Pulses did have their limits when it came to usage. The professor had to be strategic when she used them, reserving the power for perilous moments.

Like being naked outside. Which, as the blue-haired woman looked down, was still happening, making her squeal again and cover her body with her hands.

Red in the face from the frustration of failing and the sheer embarrassment of having no clothes on in public, Byleth’s fingers curled into her hidden skin, a nervous sweat running down her brow and neck.

“I’m so fired,” the former mercenary groaned, her body flush with embarrassment. Thoughts of all the different staff and students seeing her were filling her mind. Shaking her head, she looked around one last time for any possible observers to her fiasco.

The good thing was that no one was around to see Byleth’s naked ass. Yet. She shivered and swallowed heavily, a few more beads of sweat running down her brow and arms forming goosebumps. She took a step back, the dock creaking beneath her feet and her curvy body moving around with the lack of binding clothes.