Round 59

Silra’s eyes narrow as she watches the unfolding disaster—Abby frozen in terror, Hera clinging protectively, Halia shifting into a defensive position between them all. The situation just went from bad to catastrophic: innocent civilian caught up in our mess, multiple enhanced cultists converging on us, soldiers with guns pointed directly at our naked bodies. I can feel the adrenaline surge even through my exhaustion—every instinct screaming to grab Jeane and abort immediately before this turns into an actual bloodbath.