In the distant northern reaches of the Crystal Scale tribe's territory, hidden within an intricate network of dark, labyrinthine caves, an intense sense of trepidation hung in the air. Torches cast flickering shadows on the uneven stone walls as they were carried by Lamia warriors, their hissing murmurs echoing through the subterranean passages. The sounds of spears grating against an impenetrable barricade reverberated through the cave system, each strike met with fierce determination.
"These obsidian spines are remarkably resilient! My attacks seem futile against them," a tenacious Lamia warrior grumbled as she continued to thrust her spear at the menacing black protrusions blocking one of the cave's openings.
"There's only one path unblocked by these obsidian barriers. We must abandon stealth now," another Lamia warrior said, her eyes darting around with growing unease, a palpable sense of concern etched on her face.
