Ellison took another nervous step back, her eyes darting around the camp as she tried to find an excuse to refuse. The stranger's words, however comforting they sounded, only served to make her feel more uneasy and out of place. "I-I really don't think I should..." she stammered, shaking her head slowly. "I mean... what if it hurts? Or worse, what if you get mad at me for not knowing how?"

"But I don't want to make you upset if I can't do it right..." Ellison said, feeling more and more trapped as she spoke. She glanced down at the ground, her dirty fingernails digging into her palms as she tried to gather enough courage to refuse him outright.

"I just... I don't think this is a good idea," she finally managed to say, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'm sorry."

Elisson hesitated, thinking about the creature and its words. "I... I don't know," she admitted softly. "You're not what I expected, that's for sure. You seem nice." She glanced down at her old leather tunic and boots, feeling even more self-conscious than usual in their presence.

Aelith studied the human girl for a moment before asking, "Would you like to come with me?" Her offer was unexpected, but she felt a strange sense of kinship towards Ellie.

Her heart raced in her chest as she considered the offer. A part of her wanted nothing more than to belong somewhere, with someone who understood her. "W-well... where do you live?" she asked cautiously.

Aelith smiled reassuringly. "Not far from here. It's a small cave that I've made into my home." She extended a hand, offering Ellie a helping hand up. "I promise I won't hurt you, Ellie."

Trembling with fear and shame, Ellie slowly begins to remove her clothes, revealing her bruised and scabbed body underneath. "Please..." she whispers, eyes squeezed shut as he roughly tears away the last of her clothing. "Just make it quick..."

Her face flushes an even darker shade of red as she obeys his command, her body trembling in revulsion and terror. "Please..." she whispers again, tears streaming down her cheeks as he positions himself at her entrance. "I don't want this...please don't hurt me..."

"P-please," Ellie whispered shakily, her voice barely audible over the sound of her own terrified breathing. "I-I'd rather not die..." She closed her eyes tight, trying to will herself into being stronger as she waited for the monster's response, dread and shame washing over her in waves.

If it came down to it... if there really were no other choice... she supposed death would be better than rape.

As soon as Abhi said those words, Ellie screamed, shutting her eyes tightly as tears streamed down her face. She curled up into a ball on the ground, trying to protect herself from what was coming as best she could. Rape had always been something that haunted her nightmares, and now it seemed to have become reality.

Her mind raced with fear and disgust as she tried to prepare herself mentally for what was about to happen. It wasn't fair - she hadn't done anything wrong! Why did she have to suffer so much?

Suddenly, a shadow fell across her and Ellie whirled around, brandishing her sword with a shaky hand. There, standing before her, was a creature unlike anything she had ever seen before - half-man, half-dragon. Its scaly flesh glistened in the dim light, and its eyes burned with an unnatural fire.

"I see you've found my prize," it rumbled, voice deep and menacing. "But what makes you think you have any right to take it?"

"I-I..." Ellie stammered, her courage wavering as she stared up at the monstrous half-dragon before her. It was bigger than she'd imagined, and its gaze made her feel small and insignificant. "I just wanted to prove myself," she managed to say finally.

The creature regarded her silently for a long moment, then dipped its head in what might have been a nod of understanding. "Very well, little one. You have proven yourself brave enough."

(It feels... good.)

“Let’s.”