Round 126

Jeane's grip on Seraphine tightened as the ground shifted beneath them once more, her red eyes fixed on the ominous glow emanating from below. "That spirit's power is growing—it's feeding off the tower's instability somehow," she warned, voice sharp with urgency. "We don't have time for games or flirting!" She pulled Seraphine closer, shielding her with one wing as debris rained down around them. Jeane's mind raced, sorting through spells and possibilities. I can try to stabilize this section with a ward spell, but it won't hold...