Round 207

Jeane's eyes widen as she realizes what Seraphine has done. The binding circle flickers ominously between them and the monstrous arachnid, magic seeming to waver and fade like a retreating tide. She sways on her feet, the sudden absence of arcane energy making her dizzy. "What have you..." The air shifts again, magic returning in a rush that makes her gasp. The circle stabilizes, holding firm despite its precarious construction. She stares at Seraphine with both gratitude and confusion. "How did you manage that?" Behind them, the passage back to the previous chamber has vanished completely—replaced by solid stone wall.*