Prodigal

The beast's scales gleam just like the rubies. As smoke begins to billow from its maw, each one glows with a white hot light.

Knowing your fate if you stick around, you begin to run to the nearest outcropping of rock. You feel the heat behind you, but you manage to slip into hiding just in time.

You can feel your heart pounding in your ears.

Proceed

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