Lucina’s dignity lasts almost thirty seconds.

By the time the announcer shouted ‘Go!’, Lucina had already sprinted the distance between herself and the 80s robot. She swiped her sword at its chassis with all the swiftness of the wind, but found the cute automaton unwilling to strike back. At the same time, R.O.B. seemed to evade all her attacks, if just barely.

“Should we be worried? Lucina seems to have the upper hand against that… metallic creature.” Robin commentated, still nursing the spot on his head where he got himself slapped.

“I’m… not certain.” Chrom responded, watching the battle with a deep confusion. “It’s not even trying to fight back, whatever that strange living-armor-thing is.”

“I’ve heard it’s called a ‘robot’, but unlike Donkey Kong, I’m not sure what it’s capable of… although, it doesn’t seem too dangerous to me.” The tactician looked back at the one-sided fight down below.

Once R.O.B. was backed up to the ledge, Lucina had the best opportunity to press her advantage. A good attack here would easily take that robot’s stock! She swiped her blade right toward R.O.B.’s neck, but sliced through an item in his little robotic grabby hand instead.

It was a flower made of crafting fabrics, and as the robot watched his precious toy flit to the ground, he started beeping mournfully. Lucina felt that sad reaction was unwarranted from her strange enemy, and drew her sword back again to finish him off, but as soon as the last petal hit the floor, R.O.B.’s optics began glowing bright red.

The archaic robot blocked her sword effortlessly with its hands, and then blasted a laser beam at her unguarded body in retaliation. Lucina braced for a world of hurt, but injury never came. She was just sent flying backward by the fiery attack, no worse for wear.

It was only she slid across the felted ground that Lucina noticed the burning smell. She took a peek down at herself, and shrieked when she saw a singed hole where her leggings were supposed to be. Her embarrassing, flower print panties were not only on display, but a half-size too small. They hardly left much of her nether regions to the imagination.

The mortified maiden grabbed her cape to shield her crotch from view, but there was a very serious problem there too…