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Wisps of smoke are beginning to rise from the dead bodies; suddenly one bursts into flames. Quickly you leap across the slab, away from the heat and choking black fumes, as the others are swallowed by a fire that crackles and spits like an angry demon.

Further along the tunnel, you see the warrior. He is crouching on his heels, his hands resting on the hilt of his sword. A smile spreads across his unshaven face as he sees your approach. ‘You’re brave, I’ll grant you that. There’s none I know who’d stand against three hungry Dhax.’ He jumps to his feet, sheathes his sword, and offers his hand in friendship.

Turn to 12.