Round 10

Halie’s holy symbol blazed brighter, driving back the darkness momentarily. Varrika moved to cover Merrin's flank, her own mace ready. "Talk to us, Jeane," she demanded. "What did you see in those souls?"

Jeane’s expression was troubled as she finished her circuit of the immediate area. "Trapped souls, yes—but not... not like the undead we've encountered before." She met Halie's gaze directly. "These aren't mindless spirits bound to this place. They're... aware. And they're screaming about being... ‘trapped inside the gate’s magic.’" Her wings shifted uneasily. "I think whatever we’re dealing with here, it’s not meant to be fought in the traditional sense."