Round 39 Transcript

I won't hurt you, Abby dear. I've never harmed anyone who didn't deserve it. Those wings? They're just an... enhancement. Like Silra's skill with a blade or Halie's healing hands. Different, sure, but no more dangerous than a well-placed kiss.

Silra steps between Jeane and Abby, her posture defensive without being aggressive. "Abby's right to be terrified," she says flatly. "Those aren't party decorations." Her eyes narrow as she looks at Jeane. "Care to explain why you have wings now? And what exactly I'm supposed to be protecting this poor girl from—you or the situation?"