Round 5

As Jeane's divination spell washed over the western sealing runes, her crimson eyes narrowed in concentration, tracing the intricate patterns of energy that lingered within the minor seals. The air seemed to vibrate with anticipation as she sought to unravel the secrets hidden within these ancient magical constructs. Meanwhile, Silra moved closer to the runes, her teal eyes scanning for any subtle mechanisms or pressure plates that might betray a hidden passage.

The elf rogue's fingers danced across the runes, her toolkit whispering against the stone as she probed for weaknesses in the containment design. Her practical leathers creaked softly with each movement, and her cool self-possessed posture betrayed a growing interest in the potential route to the church's inner sanctum. As Jeane's spell faded, Silra's gaze flickered towards the sorceress, her expression a mixture of curiosity and cautious optimism.