They’ve run past the mage hand trap, triggering a new set of hands

”I think so,” Tyra replies, before looking around at her surroundings. Her light-bearing warhammer got left behind further up the tunnel, but there’s enough dim light for her to see her environment. As she turns about, she spots something a few feet behind her: two plinths with carved hands, and they just walked past them again. During a beat of silence she now notices the very faint hum of arcane power.

”Oh no..”

The words have barely left her lips before invisible hands grab her panties and yank them down with significant ****. Diana screams in surprise as she’s relieved of her panties too, followed swiftly by her bra. Tyra tries to run off but the rope is connected to Diana and stops her in her tracks, after which the mage hands begin peeling off her undershirt and bra.

”Shit, what do we d-agghhfff!” She’s rudely interrupted by her own bra being stuffed in her mouth, and then tightly wrapped behind her head. Diana swiftely follows suit, and soon the only sound in the tunnel is embarrassed muffling and struggling.