You escape his grip

“Don’t struggle little girl.” He snarls in a deep, threatening voice. “You are much more valuable to us alive, Daughter of the Ruby.”

You let out an agonised yelp as his grip tightens, your whole bicep encased by his massive hands. As you twist and turn, struggling to break free, he raises his other huge hand to fondle your exposed breast. His rough, calloused palm rubs against your nipple and, despite your disgust, it begins to stiffen from the contact. He unfortunately notices this and changes from palming your whole breast to tweaking and pinching your dark-blue tip, his vulgar grin widening as you elicit an outraged hiss.

“Not quite as precious as the Ruby’s jewels would be, but yours will still fetch a pretty price!” He taunts, greedy eyes wandering over every inch of your body.

Panic sets in as you hear the footsteps of his accomplices coming up behind you. If they catch you, it sounds like they are going to either sell you on the black market, or ransom you to your mother. You can’t let them take you!

“Get off me, you freak!” As you raise your free hand towards your captor, a blast of cold energy erupts towards him as you unleash your Hellish Rebuke.

The initial burst of energy throws him backwards against the nearby wall, freeing you from his grasp. As he is pinned down by the unrelenting attack, the skin on his face starts to become encased in frostbite-inducing ice, causing the man to release a pained and furious howl.

Once you are certain he can’t follow, you rush past his writhing form into the alley. The sound of angry, arguing voices comes from behind you, soon followed by heavy footfalls as the remaining men pursue you.

Running around a bend, your heart stops. The path ahead splits into two and have no idea where you are going! Choosing the wrong path here could lead to you being caught!