Round 7

As Jeane's gaze locked onto Abby, the air seemed to vibrate with an otherworldly energy, her presence a palpable force that commanded attention. The sybian hummed softly in the corner, its sleek design a testament to Jeane's fascination with human indulgences. Halie stood by Abby's side, a silent guardian, while Silra watched with detached curiosity, her gaze lingering on the vulnerable human woman. Jeane's voice cut through the tension, velvet over steel, as she commanded Abby to kneel before all eyes. The cleric, Halie, stepped forward, her voice firm but not sharp, cutting through the anticipation like a gentle breeze.