Round 141 Transcript

As Jeane's words hang in the air, she swiftly gestures for Halie to channel once more. The cleric's eyes lock onto hers, and with a deep breath, Halie begins her second thirty-second channeling session. The walls' synchronized breathing pattern accelerates, their coordinated attack growing more frantic as the mechanism engagement countdown continues. Meanwhile, Silra's screams grow louder, her corrupted arm twisting in unnatural ways as the fungal tendrils bore deeper into her flesh. Jeane's containment radius remains locked at twenty meters, her wings spread wide to maintain discipline despite the strain visible in her body. The walls' grinding sound reaches a deafening pitch, mere seconds from completion. As Halie channels, the air is charged with anticipation, and the pressure plates beneath the walls creak ominously, ready to seal the corridor at any moment. With twenty seconds remaining, Jeane's voice cuts through the tension: "We move now, Halie! Create the purified window, and we'll cross together in twenty seconds!"