No.

No, he didn't want to help. He didn't know nor care about this girl. Mortality be damned he simply didn't care. And besides, he was probably a worse person for accepting sex, right? It didn't matter either way. If he truly cared then he could just help her out of the goodness of his heart, but no.

"Sorry lady, not interested." She looks defeated. She stared at him with pleading eyes for a minute" But, right. Sorry to bother you.' She spends a good while pleading with everyone else in the tavern, before leaving.

Malrick sat for a while, enjoying his drink. He spent the time thinking. Should he have helped the girl? What unforseen consequences could come of it? None probably. It's not like that was something he needed to do or anything.

It was while he sat thinking, that the ground started to shake. Then a loud boom rang out. He was knocked off of his seat. He scrambled to his feet, only for another shake to knock him off. The ground split beneath him. He screamed as he sank into the darkness.

Perhaps choices should be made carefully.

Ending: World Consumed

Congrats, you failed at the very beginning.