<div class="floatright"><div align="center">-&lt;&gt;--&lt;&gt;- <strong>Lyra Vice</strong> -&lt;&gt;--&lt;&gt;-</div><br/>(http://i1308.photobucket.com/albums/s604/RedFangedWerehawk/punk_gun_girl_by_jkuo-d6u5s0c_zpscbb52208.jpg)<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Battle Status</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Class:</strong> Gunslinger<br/><strong>HP:</strong> 25/25<br/><strong>Def:</strong> 10/10<br/><br/><strong>Ammo:</strong> 00000X<br/><br/><strong>Head:</strong><br/><strong>Torso: [Restraints - 3] [Mittened] [Teased]</strong><br/><strong>Legs:</strong><br/><strong>Other:</strong> <br/></div></div></div><br/>The strange circumstance that the heroines continued to get stranger. It appeared as if the guards were under a spell that allowed them to heal instantly at the cost of their armor. This was certainly a unique type of effect, the likes of which Lyra couldn't remember ever encountering before. Things were not at all as they seemed for this encounter, so the gunslinger knew she had to be on her guard. Had she been a wiser woman, she would know to not underestimate the underlings in a bizarre situation like this. However, with a knight and the captain both struggling to get a hold of Felina, she couldn't pass up a golden opportunity to unload into the captain's back!<br/><br/>With the leader in her sights, Lyra's hail of bullets was interrupted when the white haired woman swiftly approached her. She turned to fire a shot but before she got the chance, the knight was already too close. With a heavy clang, Lyra's gun hit the floor as her arms were twisted behind her. The gunslinger planned to headbutt the woman to break her hold, but as she leaned forward she felt an odd sensation. It was almost as if water was flowing around her arms and hands, leaving them stuck together. A subtle gasp escaped her lips as her pants fell away, leaving her in a harness with a strap digging into her pussy that seemed to respond to every movement. Aside from the shirt underneath the straps that managed to lift and separate her B-cup breasts, she was naked in combat! Her cheeks has a subtle flush of embarrassment about them.<br/><br/>"I'm the slut? You and your friends are the ones who live in a sex dungeon." She remarked as she was released from the knight's grasp. Lyra took advantage of the opportunity to get some distance between her and the white haired knight. She needed to stall for time until she had a chance to retrieve her gun. She backed away slowly, keeping her focus on her new target... when she was not being sidetracked by the leather strap rubbing against her with every step. "If you wanted to play, you should have just said so." She smiled with a wink. "But you'll have to wait, ok? I have some things to finish up first."<br/><br/>The gunslinger struggled against her arm binder and it almost felt like she was going to be able to loosen it up quite a bit... but with the leather strap digging into her, it provided just enough of a distraction that she wasn't able to get any closer to escaping her bindings. "And to think, I just picked up this jacket... It's going to cost a fortune to get another one." With a frustrated grunt she stopped picking at it. For now, she just had to focus on the knight's next move and stay out of the way of her attacks until she could get a hand free.<br/><br/><div class="floatleft"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">                                                                Dice Rolls                                                                </div><div class="spoiler_body">&gt;Move away from Knight, then Struggle<br/>Escape Roll: (10 - 1) = 9 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4545374/) No change<br/></div></div></div>