Volunteer to fight

Your hand shoots up as you step forward to the announcer.

“I’ll fight er’.” You say confidently. This could be a good opportunity to train your unarmed fighting ability.

“AHA-ALRIGHT IT LOOKS LIKE WE HAVE A CHALLENGER AFTER ALL.” He bends down and quietly asks your name which you give. He guides you up into the ring as he continues; “OUR SURPRISE SECOND CHALLENGER IS THE STOUT, THE CURVY, THE DWARVERN BALL OF FURY HERSELF, IYDA IRONSTAG.” The crowd cheers as they seem excited at your surprise challenge. You watch your opponent on the other side of the ring as she has now taken off her chest plate. Much to your surprise, she also pulls off her shirt as she tosses it aside. Beneath her shirt is a nice chest concealed by bandage wraps. Her body is fit and firm, clearly that of an athlete. If this is some kind of intimidation tactic, it’s working. The announcer bends down to address you personally.

“The custom is for neither fighter to wear a shirt. That won’t be a problem, will it?” he says calmly. Sweat forms on your forehead as you realize a critical problem has presented itself. You don’t wear a bra or anything under your shirt. If you ditch your shirt, you don’t have coverage like Elsara does. You’d be baring your tits to the crowd for all to see. Then again, you’re up here now, could you really even say no in this position?