As the Verdant King lies slain, an elven ghostly couple materializes. “Thank you, heroes, for putting our tormented son to rest. The River Styx, you say? Why, that is just where we’re headed. Finally, the three of us.” The adventurers rejoice, finding out they actually did some good this time around. “Beware, though – mighty creatures waylay the outskirts of the entrance to the Underworld.” As they’re drawing closer to their immediate goal, our heroes face a wide breadth of anthropomorphic foes – lamias, minotaurs, harpies, medusas, centaurs, and also cockatrices. Mighty creatures indeed, but they all paled in comparison to what was to come. “We’re nearly there, I can feel the pull of the Styx”, said the ghosts. These were their last words – for it was not the pull of the Styx they felt, but the pull of Limos’ eternal hunger! The enourmous Hydra gulped down their mortal souls, but it did not sate the monster. No, it craved more, as it always does. Our heroes’ odds do not look pretty, as spirits of the dead, water and mountains rise to fight them alongside the multi-headed being. Alas, a light shines in the distance, as a Pegasus Rider descends from the skies and comes to their aid. “Worry not, friends, I have come your aid. The Olympian Gods are with us! You must suceed!”
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