Round 64

The barrier of ice Jeane had conjured finally buckled under the pressure, water surging forward with renewed force and lapping higher up Silra’s platform. The teal-eyed elf barely reacted, fingers never pausing in their frenetic dance across multiple interfaces. “That's not the worst part,” she said without looking up from her screens, voice tight with tension. “The maintenance tunnel I've rerouted us through? It's currently occupied by something big and hostile according to my scans.” Jeane’s crimson eyes narrowed dangerously as she waded closer to the platform edge. “Define 'big and hostile,'” she growled, wings half-spread for balance in the churning water. Silra finally glanced up from her displays, teal eyes meeting the succubus woman's intense gaze directly. “Big enough to register on seismic sensors,” she replied evenly. “Hostile enough to have already taken out two maintenance drones and a security team.” The water rose another inch with a fresh gush from the ruptured pipe system behind...