Keep watching.

"Look at them go, ladies and gentlemen! They look tired already, but they are only a third of the way up, from what I can tell," the bard continues. "So then. We must make this more interesting again, correct? A simple test of strength is dull after all!"

"Oh no," Kashura says.

Oh no indeed. A moment after she speaks, she gasps--practically a scream, of humiliation, of panic, of pleasure. Each of the four poles simultaneously begin to vibrate, and unfortunately for these girls, they've been hugging the pole very tightly, especially with their arms starting to grow tired, and with so many looming eyes on their bodies as they go. It's Kashura who is caught off guard the worst, however. As soon as the buzzing begins, her body jolts and her face lights up like a ball of fire. Her arms weaken, and after only a few seconds, she plummets.

Her bracelet activates, and in a moment, she's floating slowly down. Though now she's **** to be watched the entire way, and she grips herself between the legs, still stunned by what occurred. "Damn it, damn it, damn it!" she curses. "This isn't fair!"

"Aww, that's one down," says the bard.

Meanwhile, Eva's eyes are as wide as she can be. She, Malakae, and Trin have both frozen in place. On one hand, if they try to pull their bodies away from the pole, they'll end up suffering the same fate as Kashura. One the other hand, if she hold on tight, they'll have an aggressively vibrating piece of metal pressed right up against them. Right now, they remain gripped right--faces red, looking as if they're about to burst while they hold in humiliating noises.

"Aa... Aaahh~!" Eva cries, frantically trying to get her groin away from the pole, though unable while remaining attached. "Th-This is ridiculous!"

Malakae is right beside her suffering the same fate. "So many eyes," she whispers to herself.

"William!" Trin screams out in frustration.

Meanwhile, not far from you, William stands with a finger pushing up his glasses. You see his mouth mumble the words, "Don't blame me..."

But finally, Eva puffs her cheeks, reaches up, and begins to climb, despite the pole sliding between her legs continuing to buzz. When Malakae sees this, her own competitive spirit overcomes the pleasure just enough to unfreeze her body as well. They continue to race, albeit slower now, while Trin can barely raise an arm to continue. She doesn't know what to do.

That is, until a spark of mischief shines in her eyes. Mischief and frustration. She stretches an arm outward and calls the words, "Ghost Hand!" which manifests a spectral fist floating in the air nearby. It wiggles out its fingers as it makes a beeline towards her closest competition, who is Malakae. It grips onto the back of both her shorts and panties, and from the momentum of her climbing upwards, yanks them down just enough to pop out her ass.

The crowd gasps. Then it cheers.

"Oh ho ho, the game is becoming even more exciting now!" the elven bard shouts.

I see. Most spells would be allowed. That's why four mages were chosen I assume. I'm surprised it took this long for one of them to realize.

"You!" Malakae glares back at Trin--a true draconic standoff.

The bad dragon below smirks as she flicks her wrist.

"No!" cries out Malakae a moment before the shorts are pulled to her legs, and then off her feet as they descend all the way back to ground level. In panic, she holds her body even closer to the pole now. Nobody can actually see her little dragon pussy thanks to the cold, vibrating metal, though that definitely makes things a lot more difficult for her. People cheer wildly at the tease--the bottom of her body completely bare, clinging like an erotic pole-dancer.

That gives Eva time to pull into the lead.

"It's... more intense... I can't..." Malakae mutters. "I'm... I'm going to..."

However, the gold dragon once again becomes furious at the rabbit ahead of her. Not to be outdone, she whips up her hand and gasps a spell of her own. "I'll show you--Aahh~!" She purses her lips and grumbles. "Ahh... I'll... I'll show you magic! Take this, Arcane Lock!" Then from the tips of her fingers, after a sway of her wrist, bands of blue circle around Eva's helpless body. They look as if they're absorbing into her shirt. Then out of nowhere, a big floating, translucent, illusory lock appears beside her, and she stops dead in her tracks. The only thing that seems to be glowing on her is her top, strangely enough.

Malakae takes the lead with Eva now stuck in place.

"These girls are relentless," Trin mutters to herself. She takes a deep breath inward, but moans as she sighs--arms weakening, legs like jelly. "I can't... I can't hold on much longer." Then sooner than she thought, her body gives out. Perhaps the vibration was making her weak, or perhaps she didn't want to suffer the humiliation of everyone seeing her climax, but she finally gives up and begins floating back down to join Kashura.

"Damn it," Eva growls.

"A very useful spell in a situation like this one," suddenly Vivi says.

"Where did you come from?" you ask.

She tilts up her cap and glances at you. "Around." Then she looks back to the action. Arcane Lock essentially locks a single object in space. So in this example, Eva's shirt will no longer budge. A pretty powerful spell. Though all she really has to do is--"

Rrrrrip. Eva, as red as one can be, tears the fabric of her own shirt and continues climbing upwards, past where the remnants remain magically locked. People watching cheer even louder than before as her bunnies come bouncing out, and it's much more difficult to cover up something like that with nothing but a pole. The metal is further sandwiched between the tight squeeze of her tits, now bare, as she continues quickly enough to once again remain neck-and-neck with her opponent.

"I can't believe you'd..." Malakae tries to comment, but the sensation is too intense.

Eva, even worse off despite climbing ahead, pants heavily. The vibration between her legs, her top half completely exposed, the rubbing as she climbs, and so many people watching--she appears as if she's about to burst. It's purely a miracle right now that she hasn't reached a climax, because by the looks of things, she's riding the edge like none other.