Round 190

Halie moved quickly, positioning herself between Silra and Jeane before the situation could escalate further. Her blue-grey eyes were wide with concern, but her voice remained steady as she addressed Silra first.

"Please," Halie said, her words carrying an undercurrent of urgency that betrayed her true feelings. "We need you here." She knew Silra was their best chance at surviving the structural collapse, and she couldn't afford to lose the engineer's focus now.

Turning to face Jeane, Halie's expression softened slightly, though her posture remained defensive. The succubus's wings were fully visible now, a stark contrast against the room's dim lighting, and her eyes glowed with an unmistakable hunger that had nothing to do with their shared predicament.

"Jeane," Halie began softly, her hands held out in a non-threatening gesture. "We're going to get through this together." She couldn't bring herself to say the words she knew were true—that they needed to restrain Jeane before someone got hurt—but her tone made it clear she was trying to de-escalate the situation.

"We don't have to fight," Halie continued, her voice barely audible over the groaning of the building around them. "We're all in this together." She took a small step forward, careful not to make any sudden movements that might provoke Jeane further.