Round 79

Jeane descends into the chasm, her emergency teleportation potion's glow illuminating the dark air. The echoes from the chasm grow louder, punctuated by an ominous voice: "Who dares disturb the rest of the forgotten?" Her hand tightens around her crossbow as she hurtles toward the depths below, fixing her gaze on the shimmering portal where Merrin and Seraphine prepare to follow. As she approaches the threshold, the air grows thick with anticipation.

Merrin's heart races as she watches Jeane descend, her own hand tightening around her crossbow. "I understand your anger, Jeane," she calls out, "but we need to keep our heads about us if we're going to find them alive." She takes a deep breath, steeling herself for what she knows must be said next. "Halie made a mistake, but that doesn't mean she deserves to be left behind." Merrin's mind races as she considers their options, trying to come up with a plan that might actually work.

Seraphine watches as Jeane descends into the chasm, her form swallowed by the darkness and the shimmering portal. "My heart hammers in my chest at the thought of what lies below," she mutters, turning to Merrin with a serious expression. "But you're right. We can't just abandon Halie—she made a terrible mistake, but she's still one of us." She takes a deep breath, steeling herself for the journey ahead. "We need to find them, and bring them back if we can."

The three women exchange determined glances before turning their attention back to the chasm below, each lost in her own thoughts as they prepare for whatever dangers await them in the depths of the tower.