Round 235 Transcript

Halie's barrier shimmered under strain, her face set in determined concentration. She spoke with measured calm despite the terror churning inside her. "Silra, stand down. We're not killing our friend." Her eyes remained fixed on Jeane's writhing form beyond the translucent shield. The building pulsed around them, each beat driving the succubus deeper into frenzy. "Jeane needs help, not violence."