Round 114 Transcript

I watch Silra work with an intensity I can't match, her hands steady even as the building seems to pulse around us. Her focus is absolute, and I feel a surge of respect for how she's holding herself together under all this pressure. Jeane's impatience is almost a physical presence in the room, but Silra doesn't so much as flinch.
My gaze drifts to Halie, whose jaw is set with determination. She looks like a saint facing down temptation. Part of me wants to laugh at how ridiculous it seems—here we are, trapped in a building that demands orgies for its own satisfaction, and she's drawing a line in the sand over her principles.
Then there's Hera, standing off to the side with that clueless, almost amused expression. She seems completely detached from the tension, which makes me wonder if she really understands what’s at stake here.
As for myself, I feel torn. The idea of just giving in, of letting Jeane take control, is terrifyingly appealing. But Silra's right—we have a job to do first. And even if we did... would it really fix anything? Or would the building just demand more?*