Round 179 Transcript

Jeane's grip tightens on Hera's wrist, her eyes blazing with unholy light. The temperature in the room spikes another ten degrees, air thick with pheromones and ozone. The floor beneath them groans ominously, cracks spreading across the polished surface like veins of darkness.

Halie steps between Hera and Jeane as the building groans ominously around them. Her voice carries a stern note of authority despite her nudity. "Enough. This is getting dangerous." She turns to face Jeane directly, maintaining eye contact even as the air thickens with supernatural pressure. "Your succubus nature is affecting all of us—and it's making this situation worse, not better."

She gestures sharply at the floor cracking beneath their feet. "The building demands sexual acts. Fine. But we do them on our terms, not yours. And you need to restrain yourself or step back entirely." Her tone leaves no room for argument.