Chel, indian

(Who is she? A warrior from a rival city? Don't remember seeing anyone like her, though). These were the thoughts going around in Chel's mind, after she had witnessed Lara's arrival. (Gotta be clever, she's well-armed). The native woman climbed quietly to a higher level, keeping her eyes on the newcomer.

Lara looking around, tried to find where hiding that misterious figure. She slowly moving back, step by step looking at chamber up and down. She hold her bow in ready.

"Hey, I know you are here! Show yourself and let's talk!"

As if by fate, at that exact moment Chel was staring at Lara quite intensely. She found it more and more difficult to tear her eyes off the British bombshell's body. (The things we could do together...) she thought to herself. As she was fantasizing, she accidentally pulled a lever on a nearby wall. Lara had unknowingly backed near a fire-trap on a wall, which naturally meant she ended up getting a proper roast on her rear end.

Lara jump away from fire, feeling as her trousers getting heat.

"Ahhh!!" croft scream more from scary, than from pain. She didn't waste time and take off her pants, tornig her of hersellf.

"Holly shit!"

She crap, as she stay in her red, sport panties, cleary visible for everyone here.