[color=lightblue][center][h1]Nαɳαƈα Dαιɱσʂ[/h1][/center][/color]
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Nanaca could only watch as the rest of the group fought off the big bad cultist. His electricity had taken a lot out of her, and it triggered her body's sensitive organs. She continued to cough and wheeze as she slowly brought herself up into a standing position. She held her chest with her right hand thanks to the pain she was experiencing.

[i]U-ugh, this is bad... I-I don't think they would be able to win on their own...[/i]

But somehow, she felt she was at ease. She didn't know where this feeling of hers came from but it wasn't bad. Not in the slightest.

[i]Maybe this came from those missiles that stroke the cultist right when I hit him? I don't think they carried explosives in them. I think they actually carried... a warm light? I-I don't get it...[/i]

[i]Well, that girl might be finished now. What with those black biles coming from its tubes.[/i]

One man continued to fight the cultist, but he was clearly taking on someone out of his league. But somehow, he eventually managed to land a significant blow, with him blowing off the cultist's mask. Unfortunately, she didn't manage to see the cultist's face before the mask regenerated itself.

And then, the cavalry appeared.

"About time, you idiots..." Nanaca thought with a smile. She noticed King was among them. Ah, the head of the Vigilantes. She never really got to speak with him but she had seen him before from a distance.

It seemed to only enrage the cultist more though but before he could strike back, a portal beside him appeared, and another masked man appeared from it. From their dialogue, it seemed he was his subordinate. And he managed to convince him to leave the battlefield.

Nanaca sighed with relief as they did, following by another series of coughs. Maybe the cavalry could beat him. But that's one big maybe. For once, she preferred to avoid conflict.

She then decided to stand up and do a little greet and meet with all of them.

"Well, that was close," she said to them as she approached. "Name's Nanaca. Nanaca Daimos. Affiliation? Vigilante. Ask King there if you don't believe me." She gave a grin towards whom was technically her boss. "Also, you're welcome. First time I got hit by a lightning like that. Felt like my heart was about to stop."

And then, without any rhyme or reason, her skirt fell down to her feet, exposing her frilly baby blue panties she was wearing to the world.

Unbeknownst to her, her skirt's waistband had been damaged on the fight. And only now, in front of everyone, that it decided to snap.

She could feel fabric falling down her legs, making her look downwards.

And what she saw make her release the most girlish shriek she had ever released in her entire life. She quickly bent over and covered her undergarments with both of her hands to no avail.

Letting people saw your panties was one thing. But for her to be humiliated like this without her control was another.