We found it inside the caverns where darker wizards once lived, hidden for who knows how many centuries. It gasped and hissed at our approach, struggling against the magic seals which held it. Who brought it here? What was it? Perhaps it was part of the Snarl?
No. I could sense it. This was something else. As if someone had remade the Snarl smaller. Smarter. A great many times more deadly.
A hint of a smile crossed its face. Tendrils twisted, and the ground thundered beneath us.
No time for last words.
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