"My, my," a voice said. "So you're finally here."
The bitch from before! She's the Gym Leader?
Clair crossed her legs and gave a condescending smile. My jaw tightened. Tits and ass be damned. Looking at her right now, the only thing on my mind was 'Defeat.' I unshrunk Mamoswine's pokeball.
"By the way," Clair was standing up, "How did you manage to pass the Dragon's Den? Only winners pass the Dragon's Den, and you, my friend, are n—"
She screamed as she stepped on her rope and fell down the flight of stairs. I winced at the last moment. When I opened my eyes, she was at the foot of the staircase, still alive to my disappointment. Her Dragonair had broken her fall and was helping her up.
It didn't help her cover up.
There was a huge slash over her buttocks where her vagina was. I stared for as long as I possibly could.
"I didn't take you for the commando type," I said when I came into her line of sight.
Her face scrunched, then rushed with blood as she felt the gaping hole in her tights. She hid away into her battered cape as her Dragonair came up and pushed me back.
It wasn't like her ass was the only thing that was showing. I snuck a glance of her sideboob through a tear in her cape.