Lean in closer.

You try to hear, but it's basically impossible to understand most of what's said down there. You pick up on various things, especially the full conversations between competitors, and you attempt to read lips on top of that. Though whatever it is the pair is whispering to each other is unknown to you. It really is odd how Ribi acted just then. Perhaps Lala really did see something after all. You trust the smile on that face.

Snow leaps from her shoulders just as RF covers up her bare tits. Then just as quickly, she mounts her companion again.

"What are you up to?" Stilet asks.

"Taking a gamble," Snow replies.

This time, it's them who bolt towards Stilet and Ribi. As they pass, however, Snow misses the mark entirely. On top of that, her remaining headband is easily removed--too easily. With her eyes showing an incredible focus, Snow does something else with her hands instead, and as they joust past one another, she cares little for the temporary loss of a point, as she did nail her shot after all.

"Got it," Stilet says as she ties it up. "Aah, what are you doing down there? Hey!"

Suddenly, Ribi absolutely flips. She bounces up and down, clawing at her own uniform and screaming in panic in a far weaker manner than one might have ever expected from this woman. She may seem strong on the outside, but certainly something has made her weak. "Get it out, get it out!" she screeches in desperation.

Stilet falls off her shoulders, though lands on her feet. "H-Hey, we are going to be disqualified if you don't--"

"Get it out~!"

Not without struggle, the elf climbs back on her shoulders, though she's thrown left and right. "I said stop!" Stilet snaps.

Williams squints. "Clever girl."

"What happened?" you ask.

"Your allies noticed a critical vulnerability in Ribi's psyche."

"You can't just quote Jurassic Park and then talk like that right afterwards."

He readjusts his glasses. "Ribi is deathly afraid of insects."

After she narrowly avoided a huge centipede in the grass earlier, RF made note of this. She informed Snow, and after some time had passed, she retrieved said bug to use as an improvised weapon. Then, after sacrificing her headband, she planted the wiggling critter under Ribi's shirt, trapping it in panic inside. Neither the bug nor Ribi were happy about that.

"Nooo!" With one final act of rebellion, she throws up her arms, tosses the infamous assassin to the ground yet again, though this time on her rump, and pulls up her own shirt. From the tight squeeze of her underboob, the centipede swings back and forth in just as much panic as her, though it can't free itself. She flails, wiggling her hips left and right, jumping up and down, all while her shirt is pulled in front of her face. "Get it off me, now!"

"Then stand still!" Stilet begs as she chases her.

"It looks like that is another disqualification!" shouts the announcer. "What another shame--Oh?"

As the rabbit runs blind, the shirt is finally thrown off just as Snow approaches to grab one of the two headbands around her forehead. Though the very second she does, she makes eye contact with Meti on the opposing side who is removing the other. If they had grabbed the same one, things would have gone differently, but instead they both happened to choose differently, and they both runs off with a second band to add to their growing collections.

Meanwhile, Ribi curls up in the grass, finally free from the bug. Stilet stands by her, exhausted and embarrassed on her behalf. "I cannot believe this," she says with a sigh and a hand to her face.

And just like that, the cavalry battle reaches its climax: Meti and Breiah versus Snow and Rabbit's Foot, equal in points.