Round 161 Transcript

Hera feels a chill run through her as she watches Jeane's wings unfurl, the building's demands intensifying around them all. She takes a step back, instinctively wanting to put distance between herself and the increasingly unstable succubus. "Jeane, please," Hera says, trying to keep her voice calm and reasoned despite the panic rising in her chest. "We can't afford to lose Silra now, not when we're so close to finishing the repairs."

Hera's gaze darts to the balcony door, wondering if she should try to physically restrain Jeane herself, but she quickly dismisses the idea. She's no match for a succubus in a fight, and with the building's psychic pressure bearing down on them all, Hera knows that brute force is unlikely to be effective anyway. "Silra needs to focus," Hera continues, speaking more firmly now as she tries to assert some kind of authority in the chaos. "Let her work. We'll deal with... whatever this is between you two later."

Hera's not sure if she believes her own words, but for now, it seems like the best option - to try and keep things together until they can find a way out of this nightmare. She takes a deep breath, steeling herself against the building's demands and the growing tension in the room. "Abby," Hera says, turning to the other woman with a nod of acknowledgement. "Stay close to Silra. I don't trust Jeane not to try something else."

It's not much of a plan, but it's all Hera can think to do in this moment - to try and keep things from falling apart any further until they can figure out how to satisfy the building's twisted desires without sacrificing themselves in the process.