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The moment you enter the beam, you feel yourself descending through the centre of the temple encased in a cocoon of shimmering blue light. Gradually the heat of the nest of fire gives way to a pleasant coolness, but as you continue your descent deeper and deeper into the unknown, this equable temperature slowly transforms into an unbearable icy chill. Never before have you experienced the terrible coldness that engulfs you now, and sadly you will never experience it again. For despite the protections of your Grand Master Disciplines and your Platinum Amulet, you do not possess the Scarab of the Wingless Dragon, the only artefact that can protect you from the supernatural cold of the domain through which you are passing.

Tragically, your life and your quest come to a frozen end as you attempt to escape from the realm of Huan’zhor the Dragonlord.