She tries

Hilda's heart pounds in her chest as she sees the big, strong, (mostly) buff orc about to claim Hilda's long-time crush. Her mouth is dry, and her hands are shaking, but just as Clara is about to impale herself on Hunk's hard member, Hilda finally scrapes together enough courage to speak up.

"S-stop!" Hilda says in a voice less like the battle-hardened warrior she is (well used to be) and more like a frightened servant pleading to keep her low-paying job.

The lust-crazed orc looks up from Hunk and offers a withering glare at Hilda.

"Y-you c-can't have h-him," Hilda stammers, her face red with arousal and fear. "H-he's m-my man." Those last words escape the once-mighty warrior's mouth barely louder than a whisper.

The whole crowd goes silent as Hilda's words cause a pregnant pause over the area. Then, Clara stands up. She's still naked and covered in sweat, cum, and her own juices as she walks towards the cowering Hilda. Her green skin glistens in the light as she walks with power, confidence, and pure strength that was missing just a few minutes ago (before Hilda foolishly let her get her first taste of a man).

"Will you fight me for him?" Clara growls as she uses her height advantage to further intimidate frightened, weak, poor, cursed Hilda. Clara has to be at least 6 inches taller than her, if not more.

Hilda just stands there, shaking in fear, trying not to piss herself in fright.

Get it together girl! He's your man! You're tough! You can beat her!

"Well?" Clara growls as she leans over and presses her forehead to Hilda's in an effort to intimidate her more. "Will you? Puny human?"

Hilda closes her eyes and bites her lip in terror, trying to fight back tears as her body turns to jelly. It's a struggle just to stand at this point.