Round 156

Jeane's crimson eyes scan the warping reality chamber with sharp intensity, her dark leathery wings twitching nervously as another tremor runs through the ancient stones. We need to move, but carefully. Her fingers trace over the intricate carvings on the wall, her brow furrowed in concentration. This magic... it's ancient and powerful, but unstable. One wrong step could trigger a collapse or release something we're not prepared for. Jeane shifts uncomfortably beside me, her wings twitching with barely contained anxiety. What do you mean, 'something we're not prepared for'? Her voice is tight with fear, and I can see the way her hands tremble as she grips her mace.

I turn to face her fully, my expression serious. The binding ritual on this chamber... it's unlike anything I've ever seen before. If we're not careful, releasing it could have consequences we can't even imagine. The ground rumbles again, and a shower of dust falls from the ceiling. But we also can't stay here forever. We need to find a way down to Merrin, but we have to be smart about it. Jeane's eyes narrow as she considers my words. Smart? Like how you were smart when you decided to m...