Fire's caution paid off. Spending almost twenty minutes making sure none of the predators large or small reached anywhere near her allowed her to vacate the betting room in misleading safety. This left only Risa yet to reach her last area, and at this point her overall situation was looking little better than her current position of being staked to the ground and relentlessly tickled by the tribeswomen bots.
The ninja groupie fighting for breath at the moment wasn't the only one with a predicament, and as Fire reached her last region the glacial fields expanding out ahead introduced a new one for her. In spite of her delay, she could still see Keiko, just about, through the faint mists in the distance thanks to this place's chilly atmosphere. Having to travel across this barefoot was undoubtedly slowing her down.
The evening wasn't so young anymore either... the summer sunlight was dimming now, and it was getting ever colder. Fire knew it would be in her interest to find a way through here as quickly as possible. She did have one natural advantage to the other girls she knew must have passed through here without shoes - the sleek fur covering most of her body including its maroon coloration around her legs from the knee down.
Two of the ultimately small number of currently barefoot girls who hadn't needed to endure that freezing trek had loitered into the lounge, along with a few of the other girls in the cafeteria from earlier. As a few more girls had arrived the modest eatery was beginning to get overcrowded, so Elena began ushering most of them out so the increasingly worn-out arrivals could get some overdue nourishment.
Still paired up with Eria, Cecelia had returned to the observatory for long enough to find the betting room was finally empty. They considered viewing more footage to watch some of the stories they'd just heard about, but at the moment that felt like a little too much work. So they decided to rest for a while in the quieter and more peaceful area. Here they found five of the other girls relaxing, including Elena again.
The spacious room was furnished a few recliners and couches, although its entertainment options were limited to a few books, magazines and brochures including some about the hunt they'd all taken part in today. The atmosphere was a bit more like a waiting room than a lounge. One of the flower-haired pair was reading a book and the other seemed to be taking a nap. Eria settled onto a couch although she looked a little bored.
Joining her on the large seat, Cecelia started teasing her about that forest trap. The youthful cyan-haired girl made a playful retort, and after a few replies started to make her points by sneaking in a few tickles. Cecelia grabbed her bare ankle, and soon the light-hearted argument had turned into a sparring session of tickles, neither noticing much that they were slightly disturbing some of the other girls present.
Kleo on the other hand had stayed in the observatory when she found it. She was positive Jessy was involved in this hunt, but the devilish brunette didn't seem to be anywhere on the premises. The possibility that remained would be too entertaining for Kleo to miss out on. Arriving quickly after her meal, she soon had an unhelpful but sufficient explanation about the monitors from Kelsey as she returned here too.
The dark-haired kidnapper spent a while looking but couldn't find the girl she was looking for. Apparently most of the girls were in their last area now, but Jessy wasn't anywhere the cameras could see right now. Or maybe she had finished and was elsewhere in the compound... as she was thinking about that an interesting occurrence began to play on the Rope Railway monitors.
The camera-wielding machine that was pulling an unknown blue-haired girl along slowed and came to a stop, shortly before one of the robot-ridden carts sidled up so they could set her free. After they had done so, she seemed to be left awkwardly with the skates on. Kleo couldn't tell if they were locked on or just needed to be stubbornly removed on their own by their freed wearer.
Either way, once the captors had otherwise departed, she was left in the middle track. Almost immediately two other girls appeared from behind, riding the rails on both sides of her. This meant the fully-dressed girl had to stand and wait while an exhausted-looking blonde and a pink-haired girl that seemed incredibly flustered passed by to each side.
But while they did, another robot cart sped in on the middle track! The blue-haired girl tried to move away as soon as the other captives had passed, but was not fast enough to avoid getting caught by their lasso. Kleo was almost in awe of that girl's astounding bad luck, and felt quite glad she hadn't had a chance to come to this area since it seemed quite dangerous to a girl's freedom.
Even though she'd been caught in her own final area as well... it still gave her chills thinking about that. At the time another girl was sharing the thoughts she'd had a couple hours ago during her own release. The robots in Tenna's section of the tropical gale tunel began sliding their prey back into the structure. The girl they retrieved was looking very different to the girl they had sent into the storm half an hour ago.
For most of her soaking ordeal she had clenched her eyes firmly shut, her piteous moans lost to the rushing wind as the cascading rainfall soaked through even to her confined arms and body. Just like the previous victim, and Allaria before her, the diminutive and by now considerably mistreated participant had lost her ineffective cleave gag to the winds when its knot was literally blown apart.
Now she was back inside, the amount of water dripping on and around her bare feet almost sounded like a shower. Tenna's shivering calmed down without the wind flowing around her mostly exposed skin anymore. The ropes that were used to keep her shoulders tied to the poles had shriveled up a little from their moisture, so the little she could wriggle had shrunk to almost nothing. It was a big relief when they were untied.
Even as they were freeing her though, her straitjacket felt heavier. Looking down her front, Tenna was very glad the white garment was neither shrinking like the rope or see-through like more comfortable clothing might have been. The hunters left in the direction she came from, their patrol pointless as she would be the last girl through here. This place hadn't been as well visited as the other finishing locations, but such is chance.
Awkwardly they also left the protective goggles on their released captive's head. Normally it wouldn't be a difficult task for the newly-freed girl to remove them herself, but with her arms trapped as they were Tenna didn't have that liberty, and found herself needing to keep wearing them as she resumed her progress.