Round 7

As Jeane stepped into the ash, her crimson gaze locked onto Gravedigger Renn, who cowered against the wall, the rusted key clutched in his trembling hand. Silra watched from the shadows, her teal eyes narrowing as she observed Jeane's every move, her silver-blonde hair catching the faint moonlight that struggled to penetrate the storm clouds. The wind whipped through the ruins, but Jeane moved with an unnerving calmness, her voice cutting through the tempest as she addressed Gravedigger Renn once more: "Enough games." She circled around him slowly, her eyes scanning the shadows of the ruined city, while Silra's words dripped with frustration, her blade at the ready.