Of course her goddess didn't react. It was futile to rely on her. While she was marked, almost any other myrian was so as well. She had to break out on her own strength. This was unfortunately something that she couldn't do at all. The fear of death had creeped into her heart. She blamed Sayren for it, but knew that she was at fault as well. She had to have fought this guy better, she should have made a better plan to counter the bandits. But all that was in the past already. She was stuck in this situation now. She tried to steel herself a little again. She had to fight this guy, make it as hard as she could. If not, she couldn't face Sayren again, nor her goddess. But she couldn't stop that guy from tearing her clothes. She tried to make it hard for him to tie her up, but it only ended in hurting herself. "Bloody petch... I really can't do anything against him.", she thought. She was embarrassed, tied up and completely exposed now. If she had been with Sayren or Zandelia, she might've liked it. However, she was with a guy now, Twinblades in fact. She wasn't into guys, never had been and never would be. And then he draped himself over her. Disgust mingled with fear and it was all too visible on her face. She struggled to keep her lips sealed, but he just forced her jaw open. It felt disgusting to her. And then she thougt of a way to make it hard on him. She bit down hard on his tongue, hard enough to make it seriously hurt, but not hard enough to bite it off. Her fear made her unable to use all her strength she had in her jaws. Surely he would think twice about taking her now, wouldn't he? |