Round 235

Silra's hand twitched toward her sword hilt again, but she froze at Halie's words. Her face remained a mask of barely controlled rage. "That thing is our friend? Look at it! It's not Jeane anymore." The demon wings beat against the floorboards, tearing through wood with each stroke. Jeane's voice came out distorted and hungry. "Give me flesh... fresh meat... I need to breed..." Halie shuddered but held firm. "We'll find another way. I won't let you hurt her."

Halie maintains barrier for 1 more minute (current total: 2 minutes).