Do nothing
From Lord Of Utterdom
You stand as silent as a tree, and the man approaches closer. By the time you've thought of your next move, the man has tackled you to the ground. He's torn at your clothing and roughly suckles at your flesh.
The rest soon follow suit, and when you raise your hands to try magic, one simply lops them both off at the wrists. When you beging to scream in pain, they shut you up by stuffing a bit of cloth taken from the wagon into your mouth.
They rape you viciously, beating you as they do. When they are finished, the simply leave you to bleed to death on the side of the road.
Though you once thought yourself immortal, the tragedy of what's occured forces you to simply will yourself to die. You cannot stand the thought of a life having been violated by the same sort of men who murdered your mother and father.
The End.
