Round 87

Silra's eyes go wide as Jeane grabs her, the sudden violence making her heart race even as she tries to maintain her composure. "I—" She starts, then stops, forcing herself to think through the panic. "I don't know everything," she admits, voice low and urgent, "But I've seen those twin cultists before—they're not normal. The woman? She's got that corporate aura all over her, probably Ms. Stone or someone from the board." She glances at Halia praying, then back to Jeane. "We need to calm this situation down before things get worse—magic like this attracts attention we don't want." Her mind races through possibilities while she speaks—how to control the situation without revealing too much? How to protect Halia and still maintain her own cover?*