Round 206 Transcript

Jeane's restraint fractures with an audible snap. Her eyes flash crimson as she lunges toward Halie, hands outstretched. The penthouse shudders around you, glass cracking in the windows. You feel a sudden, inexplicable surge of arousal, your body responding involuntarily to her succubus aura. Hera and Silra freeze mid-reinforcement, their tools clattering to the floor as they too succumb to the ambient lust.

I grab Jeane's wrist as she lunges past me toward Halie, my grip firm and precise. Not like this. You don't get to take it out on her just because the building's got your blood up. Hera shrinks back against the wall, eyes wide with terror as I restrain Jeane. Sweetheart, if you can hear me under all that red mist, remember which side of this door you're on. The building wants us fucked up and desperate—don't play right into its hands. I glance at Hera's frightened face, then back to Jeane's wild eyes. Halie, get out. Take Hera with you. Find a corner or a closet in one of the other suites and don't come back until I call for you. This isn't your fight anymore.