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The walls of packed earth press close, a prison of your own making. A shadow falls across the opening above, violet hair catching the faint light. Wemmbu, robed in royal splendor and hefting a formidable mace, looks down with a sharp, pleased smile. "Having trouble?" he murmurs, his hands closing tight on your hips, sealing your fate. "You're not climbing out of this, my foolish little captive."