It doesn't take much at all to attract the lusty attention of her captors, and Evelyn has no intention of fighting back. Perhaps a tiny part of her might be struggling internally, but what chance does a mortal have against the corruption of a god? And any protection she might have had has been stripped from her. She is naked, eager, and completely stripped of anything but her desires now.<br/><br/>It could hardly be called pleasant though, not in the way a lover pleases their beloved. No, there was only one thing the myriad creatures wanted from her,and lucky for them there isn't even any clothing to slow them down. Any cries she might make, either of pain or pleasure, are quickly muffled as one male forces his cock past her greedy lips, while another just as quickly mounts her and claims her eager sex. For who knows how long she is used, by monsters, beasts,and even the undead. Her body is defiled beyond all imagination, so filled with seed that she surely most be carrying some freakish offspring in her by now, only time will tell if that is true. Her hungers are clearly beyond her physical capabilities, passing in and out of awareness so frequently that she is left with no clue how long she's been at this. There's brief snatches of awareness, of lucidity, such as when she was pinned between two furred wretches, gnolls it would seem, with a rare occasion where her mouth is not being used. Her horror is quickly washed away by the desperate pleasure and need, a supernatural lust forced into a mortal body.<br/><br/>The next time her awareness creeps back is when a certain color somehow catches her eye. A red that seemed so very familiar to her. And upon seeing that Evelyn's gaze is drawn to the amulet the women wore. Haley. She had known her before...somehow the poor women had rescued the very thing Evelyn had been trying to save herself. It almost mocked her, seeing it now in front of her, so very close. She could practically touch it now, just reach her hand out and...claim the relic of the goddess before her. One final chance to save this world from the depredations of Tenebrax. A chance to redeem her battered soul that had given in to such foul desires. For just a moment all Evelyn could focus on was the talisman, even the current violation not breaking her concentration. All she had to do was take it, and she would once again have the power to fight back. To save Haley, to save all the girls being raped around her...to save herself. With almost agonizing slowness Evelyn's hand reached out, inching closer and closer...<br/><br/>And takes a hold of that red hair of the women before her so that she could drag her forward into a savage, lustful kiss. With that, the spark of defiance guttered and died, lost in the final surrender of Evelyn. Her faith was no longer with the purity of Lux, but this new world of lust and depravity, seeking to emulate the goddess now in allowing herself to be used by whatever beast, animal, or other foulness wished to taste the charms of her body. She had fought valiantly...and she had finally lost.