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Unsure of what's before you, and even how you got here, to some degree, your first impulse is towards an abundance of caution. You pull the <span class="mu-s">Lens of Truth</span> from your waist and imbue it with some of your magic in order to awaken its power once more.
Your hesitation is rewarded: the <span class="mu-s">Lens</span> reveals that different tiles in the hallway are moving. They slide, silently, opening up to pits of thin, black spikes below. There is something resembling a pattern to which tiles move, but the timing is at least more uniform. A misstep could cut you badly, maybe even hobble you. But, risky though it may be, you believe you have what it takes to brave the passage - and you're correct.
A couple of the first hops require a real effort, due to their distance, but after that it seems to be smooth sailing as you bound across a handful more. In no time at all you've cleared the area, and with just one final glance over the shoulder you depart through the door, on to whatever's next...
Which happens to be the main corridor again. Somehow... You've emerged from the second door on the right. You're opposite the one you last entered from here, and next to the very first one you went through. You aren't sure how that's even possible considering what at least felt like the tightness of the labyrinth against the vast width of both this chamber and the two booby trapped hallways. You don't dwell on this, however, because you realize that you aren't alone in here. On the very far end of the room, just over a hundred and fifty yards from where you stand, you see... Well, something unlike anything else you've ever seen, actually.
An enormous, blue hand with clawed fingers is emerging from the stone floor, fading into shadow where it connects there at the wrist. It's facing up, flat, with the fingers splayed out, and the palm is wide enough for four people to stand atop it. You know this, because there are indeed four figures stood atop it, all looking in your direction.
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