Round 37 Transcript

The atmosphere in the penthouse grows tense as Hera's eyes dart between Abby and Silra. Her gaze lingers on Jeane's wings for a moment before she shakes her head, trying to process what she's seeing. Hera takes a step forward, her voice wavering slightly. "Abby, are you alright? I'm so sorry this happened." She reaches out a hand, ready to pull Abby into a hug if she'll let her. Her eyes flash towards Silra, suspicion and gratitude mingling on her features. "Thank you for intervening. We need to get Abby out of here immediately."

She turns back to Abby, speaking softly but urgently. "Can you walk? I'll help you to the elevator. We can call someone to come pick us up downstairs."