Round 238

Silra spun Halie behind her in a single fluid motion, her teal eyes locked onto Jeane's thrashing form. The crimson glow of those eyes wasn't natural—wasn't human—and the way those shadowy wings unfurled from her back... it was wrong on every level. "Her succubus nature is winning," Silra hissed, voice tight with cold fury. "Look at those wings, that glow. Forty minutes expired; you've got maybe ninety seconds before your barrier fails completely." She scanned the room with a rogue's eye for weakness, the metal plates holding but barely.

Abby watched in horror as Jeane writhed on the floor, her body twisting into something inhumanly beautiful yet terrifying. The building groaned around them, the sound a low, ominous rumble that seemed to come from deep within its bones. It felt like the entire world was shifting, and they were the only ones who could stop it. "I have to help her," she whispered to herself, her voice trembling with fear and determination.