Phaedra returns

That night you wake with a start. There's a single lamp flame by the side of your bed.

A hooded figure turns toward you, unsteady on their feet.

"Who? What?" you say.

The figure throws back the hood with one hand, revealing a terribly familiar face.

"Phaedra!" you say, your voice dropping to a whisper.

Phaedra's face is mottled with bruising. The whites of her eyes are red with blood. Her neck shows a terrible purple bruise.

"Yooouuhhh," she gurgles. She raises her good hand menacingly, her handless arm lifting as well. You've seen her knock a soldier flat with a punch from her stump. She looks intent on ****.

Do you resist or do you plead with her?