Round 96

Jeane's fingers tightened around Seraphine's as she spoke, the gesture both grounding and unsettlingly intimate. The air between them felt charged, not just with magic but with something more personal after their descent pressed them so intimately together. "Khaos...," Jeane breathed at last, her voice barely above a whisper. "Khaos did more than send us here. He trapped us in a chamber of pure magic, and now the power is inside us—inside me." Her free hand went to her chest almost unconsciously, mirroring Seraphine's gesture as if drawn by an invisible thread.

Seraphine’s heart hammered against her ribs as Jeane stepped closer, their joined hands pulling her slightly off-balance. The air crackled with unspoken tension, a mirror image of the magic that still hummed beneath her skin. She could feel the heat radiating from Jeane’s body, see the raw intensity in her eyes, and it sent a jolt straight to her core. I am with you, she said, the words coming out as a low, firm promise. "Truly and completely. No matter what happens here—no matter what Khaos..."