Round 6

In the penthouse suite's dimly lit corner, a lone sybian sat waiting, its sleek design a testament to Jeane's fascination with human indulgences. The air was heavy with anticipation, the only sound the soft hum of the city outside, as Abby stood frozen in terror, her eyes fixed on the woman who had become the focal point of their gathering – Hera. The cleric, Halie, stood by her side, a silent guardian, while Silra watched with an air of detached curiosity, her gaze lingering on the vulnerable human woman. Jeane's presence was palpable, a force that seemed to command attention, and Abby's heart hammered against her ribs like a trapped bird, her body responding to the succubus's unspoken power.