Round 404 Transcript

Silra's grip falters for a moment, and Jeane stumbles forward, her eyes fixed on the opening section of the wall. The blue glow from within illuminates her face, casting an otherworldly light on her features. As she steps through the doorway, the walls' rhythmic energy surges to a fever pitch, making every step feel like a betrayal of their control. The air thickens with anticipation, and the pulsating hum vibrates through Jeane's entire body, making her skin prickle with sensitivity.