Round 90 Transcript

Hera's eyes dart between Silra and Jeane, frustration and determination etched on her face. She steps forward again, ignoring the warning sparks. "Abby is in there," she growls through gritted teeth. "I'm not leaving her to whatever this... creature has planned." Her gaze locks onto the lubricant bottle, a glimmer of inspiration in her eyes. Ignoring Silra's protests, Hera lunges for the bottle, her fingers brushing the slick surface just as Jeane's wings flare with increased intensity. The electricity crackles dangerously close to Hera's outstretched hand. Undeterred, she grasps the bottle, clutching it tightly to her chest. "I'm going in," Hera declares, her voice steely with resolve. "And if anyone tries to stop me..." She trails off, leaving the threat unspoken as she takes a step towards the barrier, the bottle held like a talisman before her.