Round 168

Halie stepped between Jeane and Silra, her hand firm on the succubus's arm. "Stop." Her voice was quiet but unyielding. "You're not yourself right now. Let me handle this." She turned to Silra, keeping Jeane in her peripheral vision. "How much longer do you need? Can you finish the repairs without further...distractions?" The building's demand pulsed through the room again, a wave of raw need that made Halie's skin crawl despite her faith.

Jeane's eyes flashed with predatory hunger as she stalked toward Silra, her movements fluid and purposeful. The air around her shimmered with barely contained power, a visible aura of dark energy that pulsed in time with her rapid heartbeat.