Diana's missed the boar, staring at it dead in the eye, ready for its attack and to dodge when needed. She didn't think the fucking Priestess would pop up out of nowhere, clothed, and shoot a fucking fireball in the area! Her eyes widened, she didn't have much time to jump out of the way. She was able to avoid the major hit, but her skin was still burnt. Anger flared.<br/><br/><strong>"What. The FUCK. WAS THAT!? A FUCKING FIREBALL!?"</strong>She struggled getting up, looking at the boar and kicking it too make sure it was dead.<strong>"You fucking idiot!"</strong>She said staring straight at the Busty Elf.<strong>"And where the fuck did you get those clothes!? No, your being punished now. For trying to kill us, you have to take those off. Besides, the rest of us don't have clothes, so your as sure as fuck not going too. Now take those off and make yourself useful by serving this pig here. At least you went and cooked us some food"</strong>She said her anger slowly subsiding, especially with the idea of food.