0-3 No, but you get a partial victory

You think quickly. What would he be expecting? Fear and confusion. You could use this.

You get to your feet and instead of running you dash forward. He is able to grab you by the arms before you get to him but you are able to bring your knee up between his legs. You feel his nuts squish satisfactorily against your knee.

"GUHHH!" He grunts. "You fucking bitch!"

You try to follow the attack with another but he had you in his clutches now. Fuck...you were so weak! You were a better fighter than him but he was just so much stronger. He manhandles you to the ground. He goes to kiss you but you rake your sharp nails across his face and eyes.

"GAH!"

The two of you continue to struggle. He forces himself down on top of you but you manage a grazing kick that smashed his now softening cock painfully to the side.

His balls and dick bruised and battered, and realizing he was in an actual fight with a skilled opponent, he soon gives up all pretense of the rape. Now it was a pure fight to the death.

You do your best but this body moved so weird and you had so little power. After a monumental struggle you, both of you bruised and bloodied, you feel the inevitable. His strong hands gripping around your throat.

He snarls in your face as you continue to flail up at him. Nothing you did however loosened that vice like grip.

Your vision begins to fade, your already meager strength is sapped, the last thing you hear is the hissing breath of the Tolden Terror.