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Suddenly, the fitness queen's onslaught came to a grinding halt. Not due to mercy, nor a miraculous comeback, and although Baram would have loved to claim otherwise, it was actually Luna's reckless zeal the put an end to Alva's flurry of kicks.

Having knocked the bodyguard off the board, the petit blonde had come to her fellow agent's rescue, leaping quite literally face first into danger and pulling Alva's perspiration drenched shorts half the way down her legs.

Immobilized by her very own brand of hyper resistant sportswear, the Ortega princess found herself standing quite awkwardly in the middle of the mat, knees locked, full on commando, exposed in front of her leering opponents and prompting Baram to exclaim, "Perfect", to which Visage quietly added, "I concur."

But despite how it looked, it wasn't the sight of the perfectly shaven privates revealed before her that breathed confidence back into Baram, but the fact that she had finally spotted an opening. An opening that she fully intended to exploit.

(To be continued.)

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