Round 6

As Varrika's grip on her mace tightened, the skeletal guardians' bony arms clacked against the ancient gate with an ominous rhythm, their frost-covered bodies shivering in the sudden wind. Merrin's fingers danced across the mechanism, trying to stabilize the wards without triggering them further, her brow furrowed in concentration. The air crackled with an unnatural energy that sent shivers down Seraphine's spine as she watched the pulsing glyph, her eyes darting from skeleton to skeleton, noting the subtle shift in their alignment. With a low warning, Varrika stepped to Halie's side, shielding her from the skeletons' menacing stance, while Jeane stepped forward, her crimson cloak swirling despite the lack of wind, her eyes narrowing as she studied the gate's rune flare.