Round 57 Transcript

I press myself back against the cool wall, my heart hammering in my chest as I watch Jeane's wings unfurl with a soft rustle of feathers
My breath catches in my throat at the sight, a primal fear coiling deep inside me
She's real, not just some fantasy, and she wants something from me, I can feel it in every bone of my body
The thought of being used like those other women makes my stomach churn with dread, but there’s a strange thrill to it too, an illicit curiosity that wars with my terror