Round 74

Seraphine's sharp gaze follows the shimmering portal as it closes, leaving her alone with Merrin in the rapidly deteriorating chamber. The air is thick with dust and the low growl of the guardian circling above them. She hisses through gritted teeth, maintaining the barrier around Varrika's unconscious form. This is an utter disaster! Halie, you incompetent fool—summoning a demon in the midst of a dungeon? The elf woman's voice trembles with barely contained fury as she surveys the chaotic scene before her.

Merrin huddles behind stalagmites, her heart pounding in her chest as she watches Jeane descend carefully toward the ledge below. The succubus woman's crimson eyes blaze with barely contained fury as she surveys the situation—Varrika unconscious on the ledge, Seraphine struggling to maintain a barrier around her, and Merrin cowering behind stalagmites. "This is an utter disaster!" Jeane hisses, her voice sharp with anger. "Halie, you incompetent fool—summoning a demon in the midst of a dungeon?" The succubus woman's voluptuous form tenses as she prepares to cast, magical energy crackling around her fingertips. "The guardian's shadow-servant is circling like a predator—we need to act quickly before it attacks Merrin or Seraphine!"

Seraphine feels the magic crackle through her veins as she holds the barrier around Varrika, her face a mask of concentration. The air is thick with dust and the low, menacing growl of the guardian as it circles above them. "I won't let them take you..." She mutters under her breath, doubling down on her protective spell.