Gathering your party, you slip from the room and proceed down the passageway. You pass an intersection, but you path has been predetermined as the right hand tunnel has collapsed. With the giant claw outside stilled the stone seems to be holding up, for now. Turning left, you proceed down the darkened tunnel cautiously. Nearly fifty paces further down you suddenly halt when a reverberating growl echoes down the passageway. Mixed with the sound are shouts and curses. Up ahead, the tunnel curves to the right. Approaching slowly, you peer around the curving stone.
The passageway expands into a large, circular chamber about sixty feet in diameter. It is illuminated by numerous glowing stones set into niches on the walls. Many of these have fallen free and cast odd shadows from the rubble strewn floor. Protruding from the far wall is a terrible sight. Massive vertebrae disappear into the stone in one direction, and in the other they connect to an enormous dragons skull. The skull is almost ten feet long, with teeth as long as your arm. The eye sockets are large enough to pass your head and shoulders through. A sickly, black and red hued slime seems to be flowing over the bone. It twists and flows, slowly coalescing over the creatures form. Already the neck is mostly enclosed and part of the head.
But the worst part is, its moving.
The head rears up abruptly, then shakes violently. You hear more cursing. With the writhing dragons head before you you almost missed the men standing nearby. Two of them in black robes stand at either side of the great jaws. Black lines of nearly insubstantial material extends from something in their hands up to wrap around the jaws of the beast. You can see the creature struggling to open its jaws, but the lines seem to be holding for now. Two more men in black steel armor stand in front of it with polearms shouting to distract the beast.
Glaive
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You see more than the others; you can see flames licking at the edges of the gaps among the slime and can see how every time the slime flows it becomes thicker and stronger. Ethereal, baleful eyes rage in the skulls eye sockets. You can almost feel the heat from the hateful glare.
When the beast attempts to open its jaws you catch a glimpse of a maelstrom of red and black flame engulfing something lodged in the back of its throat. It must be the crystal!
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