Yang and Pyrrha aren't lucky, either

Yang jumped in front of Pyrrha Nikos as a jet of fire shot from a hole in the wall towards her, engulfing them both despite Yang’s efforts. They both cried out for a second before they realized their skin wasn’t actually getting burned. After a while, the fire stopped. They watched the hole, preparing for another jet, but none came. Pyrrha breathed a sigh of relief, and looked down, She gasped as she found herself staring at Yang’s bare ass, ashes of her clothes falling off her body.

“Y-Yang! Your clothes…!” Pyrrha said, then realized she felt a chill. She looked down to see her own clothes were burned, the remaining parts falling off, leaving her nude. She cried out and rushed to cover herself.

“Oh, they’re gone.” Yang said casually. “The fire only burned our clothes.” she said as she turned to face Pyrrha, her breasts bouncing slightly. Pyrrha blushed as she averted her eyes.

“Why aren’t you covering yourself like that?” Pyrrha asked.

“Why should I? We’re both girls.” Yang answered. Pyrrha sighed. She did have a point, but still. She slowly removed her hands, looking away, embarrassed.

“Damn.” Yang said softly.

“What?”

“You have a pretty nice body.” Yang said, and Pyrrha blushed harder.

“Don't say that-” Pyrrha started, and gasped as Yang suddenly grabbed her breasts.

“Wow, these are pretty nice. Perky.” Yang remarked, and Pyrrha shuddered at the contact. “You’re gonna make someone very happy with these someday.” At her words, someone appeared in Pyrrha’s mind for a moment, and Pyrrha couldn’t help but wonder if they were in the same predicament. She quickly shook the idea from her head.

“S-stop!” Pyrrha said, pushing Yang away.

“Come on, I was just teasing-” she said, but stopped as nausea overwhelmed her. She fell to her knees as her vision blurred, but it quickly vanished. She looked up to see that Pyrrha was gone. She stood and noticed someone at the end of the hallway, who was also getting up from the floor. It was a girl, also naked, one with familiar pink and brown hair. Yang immediately recognized her as Roman’s annoying little sidekick.

“You.” Yang growled. The girl looked up at her and stood. “Time for a rematch.” she said, sprinting towards her before she lunged.