Round 166

Jeane’s wings twitch in barely contained rage, her voluptuous form tensing as she watches the blue light consume Halie. This is exactly what I was worried about—you're playing right into its hands! Her voice drips with barely controlled fury mixed with genuine concern. A trial of passion? In these shifting corridors with a creature we can't trust? The sorceress takes an involuntary step forward before catching herself, fists clenching at her sides. Halie, get away from it—whatever this thing wants, it's not worth the risk!

She turns to the floating entity, her crimson eyes blazing with suspicion. You speak of guarding a sacred passage? Then explain why your methods feel so… demonic. Why the corridors shift according to our fear and desperation? Why do we see glimpses of… her voice lowers, …of what Zha'thik is doing to others in these visions? Jeane’s wings beat once, sharply, in agitation. If you truly serve a higher purpose here, prove it through action, not vague threats and mysterious trials!

She begins casting a protective ward around herself, the spell flickering with her weakened magical reserves. I won’t let you manipulate Halie into some twisted game—if you want our help breaking these seals, you’ll have to do better than cryptic warnings and glowing blue light shows!