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You hurl your light towards the pool and the inflammable liquid ignites on contact, with a deafening whoomph that leaves you sprawled flat on your back. (Remember to erase the Lantern or Torch from your Action Chart.)
For a few seconds the chamber is aglow with a blinding white light; then the glare fades to reveal the octopoid writhing on the floor, close to the blazing pool’s edge, its loathsome body being consumed by a hungry mass of guttering yellow flames.
Covering your mouth with your cloak, you stumble to your feet and skirt around the burning carcass towards the archway. The sheet of blue-green metal that once blocked this exit is no longer there; it has moved aside to reveal a dark tunnel leading away from the chamber. Eager to leave this smoke-filled hall and continue the search for your captive friend without further delay, you hurry through the archway into the unwelcoming darkness beyond.
