Round 237 Transcript

Hera's heart races as she watches Jeane struggle against her demonic nature, crimson eyes glowing fiercely while wings unfurl like living shadows. Fear and concern war within her, the urge to help battling self-preservation.

"Silra, stop!" Hera cries out, her voice shaking. "We can't hurt Jeane, she needs our help, not violence!"

She turns to Halie, desperation rising in her tone. "Halie, please, do something! Your holy powers, can't you contain this somehow?"

Hera's mind races, trying to think of a way to save their friend and the mission without resorting to bloodshed. The building's demands echo in her mind, urging her to act, to submit to its depraved whims.

Swallowing hard, Hera takes a deep breath and steps forward, hands outstretched in a gesture of peace. "Jeane, it's me, Hera. You're not alone. We'll find a way through this together, I promise."

Her voice softens, almost pleading. "Let us help you. Don't give in to the darkness, fight it with everything you've got."

Hera's eyes dart to Silra and Halie, silently begging them to stand down and join her in trying to save their friend from succumbing to the building's corrupting influence.