Round 189

Jeane's eyes widen in shock as Silra suddenly yanks her through the door, her wings flapping wildly for balance. What the fuck was that for?! she snarls, struggling to maintain her shield magic while stumbling after the elf. You could have at least warned me instead of manhandling me like some... Her words trail off as she sees the guards approaching through the crack in the door—her crimson eyes narrowing with barely contained panic. Fine! But if we get caught, it's on your clumsy fingers!

Silra rolls her teal eyes at Jeane's outburst, her slim fingers already working on the next lock. Save the drama for later, demon girl. We've got bigger problems right now—like not getting arrested by those guards. She glances back at Jeane, noting how the succubus' shield magic flickers dangerously. And for fuck's sake, rein in that aura before you give us away completely!