Jokad burst into the room, shield held high, and his trusty battle axe pulled back in his right hand, ready to strike.
Jovik and Danth follow him into the room, ready for danger.
Danger is waiting.
The room is a large space, taking up the entirety of the available area at this level. There are no more stairs here, and the floor looks well boarded and reasonably safe.
All around the room, blocking certain areas, is a convoluted mass of rusted old gears and similar equipment that once powered the clockworks. They are so long water and age damaged as to have fused and softened into one mass of flaking metal.
In the centre of the room stands your enemy, a terrible sight. With the upper body of a woman, buy the lower body of a snake, and with a horrific mask upon her face, she stands ready for you. She grips a serrated spear in her hands, and sways gently as if ready to pounce.
Above her, the roof is broken and thin, weak light pours in.