Round 25 Transcript

Halie's voice cracks as she speaks, her hand tightening around the silver cross. "I won't let you take Seraphine," she says, her eyes locked on Jeane's. The Time-Splitting Sword pulses in sync with Jeane's heartbeat, its glow illuminating the dark chamber. Jeane's fingers dance across the runes, the air crackling with tension. She takes another step forward, her eyes flashing with power. "You don't understand," she hisses, her voice thick with a power that makes Halie's skin crawl. "I've got this under control."

The Writhing Roots pause, their clicking sounds eerily silent, as if awaiting Jeane's next command. The air seems to thicken, the very fabric of reality stretching thin. Suddenly, the ground beneath Seraphine's feet gives way, and she tumbles forward, disappearing into a hidden pit.

Jeane's fingers dance across the runes, her eyes flashing with power. The Time-Splitting Sword pulses in sync with her heartbeat, its glow illuminating the dark chamber.

I see it now: Seraphine fell into a trap, we must find her before she's lost forever or worse—before Jeane finds some way to use this. Halie's doubt galls me—I didn't summon demons, I'm no more corrupt than when Merrin was around! That accursed sword calls to me, yes, but not with evil intent! I won't let her die down there. I have to prove my worth—the runes showed me this path, and only I can walk it! Halie... sister... trust in what we've always known: faith without magic is blind! Varrika's stance shifts—she sees the truth too! The sword sings with power that could free us all from these cursed woods, not enslave them further. We need it! I need it! But first... Seraphine.

This is too much. We're standing here doing nothing while our friend falls into some hellhole? I'm going in after her.