Round 50

The bedroom air crackled with energy as Jeane moved between Hera and Silra, her hand covering Hera’s where it touched Silra’s cheek. The energy was responding to their proximity, pulsing faster now that all three women were gathered together. Jeane’s crimson eyes darted between them, taking in every micro-expression as she spoke sharply, “Wait.” Her voice carried both concern and authority, a reminder of the dangerous power at play here.

Silra leaned back slightly, her teal eyes unreadable as she processed Jeane’s intervention. The energy in the room pulsed again, stronger now that they were all gathered together. It was clear something significant was happening here—magical, yes, but something more as well. Something that could prove dangerous if not handled carefully.

Hera’s hand tightened around Silra’s, her touch sending a surge of sensation through both women. The rogue’s gaze was drawn to where their hands met, transfixed by the glowing energy that pulsed and shifted beneath her palm. She could feel it humming through her own body now, li...