Round 96

Jeane's wings extend and retract slowly as she maintains the shimmering electric field blocking Hera. Her voice carries a dangerous edge of control. You cannot comprehend what you're meddling in, darling. That tunnel leads to… complications we don't have time for. She turns her gaze to Silra with predatory calculation. And as for you—keeping your hands busy is essential right now.

I ignore Jeane's warning, my focus solely on reaching Abby. The lube burns my hands as I push forward, but the searing pain is nothing compared to the thought of leaving her behind.