Round 28

The air was heavy with malevolent intent as Sister Hale charged forward, her holy symbol blazing with an otherworldly light. The voice, a cold whisper that seemed to seep from the very walls themselves, echoed through the tunnel: "You should have listened...and now you'll never leave this place." As she pushed against the psychic assault, the flickering light in the distance grew brighter, casting eerie shadows on the walls.

Jeane watched her companion with a mixture of concern and calculation, her crimson eyes narrowed as she processed the situation. The psychic probing intensified, like claws raking at her mind, but she remained focused, her thoughts racing ahead of the assault. She felt the presence of multiple entities underground, coordinated in their efforts to exploit Sister Hale's fear and uncertainty. The realization dawned on her that they were not mere scavengers, but a well-oiled machine designed to manipulate and control. With a steady hand, Jeane drew her own magical energies into focus, preparing to gather intelligence across all vectors before committing forces. Knowledge was power in this game of shadows and whispers, and she would not be caught off guard.