Round 104 Transcript

As Jeane's spell holds, the platform creaks ominously but doesn't give way. Halie pulls with all her might on the rope, slowly inching Merrin towards safety. The air is thick with tension as the tower's ancient stones seem to groan in protest of the magic being used within their walls. Suddenly, a loud cracking sound echoes through the chamber, and the platform beneath Jeane gives way, sending her plummeting down a narrow stairway. Merrin's form finally reaches the safety of the catwalk, where she collapses onto the wooden beams, gasping for breath. Halie rushes to her side, relief etched on her face. Seraphine follows close behind, her eyes scanning the area for any signs of further danger. As they catch their breath, they hear the sound of rushing water growing louder, and the air begins to fill with an eerie, greenish mist. Jeane's voice echoes up from the depths below, faint but urgent: "Find a way out of here, now! The tower's going to—"

The ground beneath them gives a violent shudder, and the chamber is plunged into darkness.

She looks down at her hands, rope burn evident from trying to pull Merrin up. This is my fault. I shouldn't have let Jeane push us into that trap. Her blue-grey eyes scan the unstable chamber, calculating risks. We need to find a way out before this whole place collapses—but first we have to deal with whatever's releasing this mist and magic.