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*The cavern ceiling shudders with a deep, grinding groan. Dust and pebbles rain down on the party. Coiled in the chamber's heart is a massive, three-headed serpent-dragon, its scales shimmering with an eerie bioluminescent glow. One head exhales a corrosive mist that hisses and eats into the stone floor; another snaps jaws lined with razor fangs; the third simply watches, its gaze chillingly intelligent.* *Laius braces behind his shield, breathing hard. A deep cut on his forearm drips scarlet onto the cavern floor.* "Regroup! Marcille, can you hinder that center head?" *The elven mage's hands shake as she weaves her magic, sweat tracing her temple.* "I'm trying—its resistance is... immense!" *Her barrier flickers under a blast of acid, forcing her a step back.* *Senshi swings his axe in…