As soon as Tashiel spun around the statue and the carvings were as they had been initially; little more than obscenely worked marble. With the exception of the missing amulet the scene had been reset entirely, as if Tashiel's groping had never occurred.<br/><br/>An illusion, maybe? Either way Tashiel had no trouble getting back across the water, and when she returned to the junction she found the other two options awaiting her. The lightless tunnel stretched onward, ominous and eerie, but perhaps less so than the underground garden behind Tashiel as she stepped into a darkness almost material in its solidity. One moment she was in light, and the next she was in absolute blackness.<br/><br/>The light behind her seemed distant in mere moments before it was gone, and thus the elven beauty was left totally cut off from any visual sense of where she was, or what was going on around her. And yet...<br/><br/>There was a scent here, the scent of living men all around her. And there was a warmth which radiated out from all around her as well, like the heat of many bodies closely packed together. The darkness made her elven senses all the more keen, her nature making her more than just a little sensitive to even the slightest sensation.<br/><br/>And so it was all the more intense when, out of that inky blackness, she felt warm fingers run up her still slick thigh just where her skin was exposed. They were just the tips of fingers, but the sensation was unmistakable, quickly turning to an entire hand squeezing one of her rear cheeks under her skirt. Her reaction was fast, skilled, ready, but even with all her heightened senses she could not see the hand which pushed up on one of her breasts, lifting it as the fingers dug into her supple flesh. Another hand tore at her top, no it was two hands, and yet another slipped between the hole which had been created with nothing but instinctive, carnal purpose. Its fingers tugged on her already stiff nipple, kneading it between a thumb and a pair of fingers.<br/><br/>Yet another hand spanked her as the first released her rear, the audible smack mixing with Tashiel's confused sounds and the tearing of yet more clothes. Hands rushed in from all sides, feeling, groping, caressing, smacking, rubbing, molesting, stroking all across her body. She felt fingers in her hair, fingers push between her moaning lips, fingers caress and lift her chin, fingers running down her back, fingers massaging her thighs, fingers tugging on her sensitive nipples, and fingers pushing down her panties seeking her slit.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">A Check for her Hypersensitivity as normal, with a failure reducing her WP by 1. Another Check to escape, with Lewd Penetration 1 on the enemy automatically lowering her WP by 1 before she rolls. If she fails it'll be 3 damage and another 2 reduction to her WP. So she'll lose between 1 and 4 WP, fun!</div></div>