Round 190

Silra yanked Jeane through the door with a suddenness that made the succubus' wings beat frantically for balance. "What the fuck was that for?!" Jeane snarled, 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 died as she saw 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 rolled her teal eyes at Jeane's outburst, her slim fingers already working on the next lock. "Save the drama for later, demon girl," she said, glancing back at Jeane and noting how the succubus' shield magic flickered dangerously. "We've got bigger problems right now—like not getting arrested by those guards." She glanced back at Jeane, her expression hardening as she continued, "And for fuck's sake, rein in that aura before you give us away completely!"