The succubus shreds Tyra's bra

With a flap of her leathery wings the succubus leaps away from Tyra, dodging her attempt to bum rush her, and strikes out with her whip. The end of the lash expertly reaches in between her cleavage, getting wrapped around the fabric in the center in between both cups, and is then violently yanked back, sundering the middle of the garment and causing the cups to drop away, and the entire bra to slip off her back and land on the floor behind Tyra as she runs forward. She's a little surprised Tyra doesn't come to a screeching halt, screaming and clasping her boobs like most of the others before her have done, but she's far enough away from her now that there's little risk of Tyra reaching her.

"What a lovely set you have my dear, I look forward to getting a closer look at them at some point... But for now, ta-ta!" And with that she pivots, flying out through the doorway into the hall ahead, a sensual chuckle echoeing in her wake as she disappears into the darkness. Meanwhile Diana lets out a series of embarrassed groans and yelps as she awkwardly fumbles around alternating between trying to get her pants back up her legs and pulling her blouse down far enough to cover her bare pussy.

"I don't like this place!" She whines.

Tyra rubs her shoulder a little, boobs still exposed. "By the goddess get it together Dee. You're not gonna let her beat you like that are ya? We gotta go further and beat the shit outta her!"

"Just.. Please cover your tits." Embarrassed and agitated Diana gets her pants back up, one hand firmly on her waistband at all times, while Tyra somewhat passive-agressively puts one arm over her chest.