How I would have fought this

Rixen Rise and rise again until lambs become lions; Each plume of my breath billowed out, then quickly evanesced in the cool morning air. This was another part of the Rift I'd never ventured to before. I'd traveled through the Green Labyrinth's winding maze to reach this strange place, where I was to carry out the final leg of my task. Before me, the forest thinned out, revealing a large mass of dark-colored rock. This wasn't like the runes at Siren's Summit, though. In the center was a gaping mouth draped with moss, with jagged rocks for teeth. I came to a halt a short distance from the entrance, looking on with a mixture of awe and nerves. Though I'd never seen Ennunyenda before, instinct told me that this was the place. What awaited me inside? Without venturing any further, I tried to peer in and see how far the tunnel went, but doing so was impossible as the tunnel was dimly lit, and from what I could tell, it almost immediately curved to the right. I half-dreaded the moment when I would have to pass through the arch into the claustrophobic dank, river-smelling darkness (Oh, I forgot to mention that a strange stench leaked from the mouth as would foul breath). So I stood there in front of the cave's entrance, silver-tipped ears flicking back and forth, contemplating my next move. On the breeze, words seemed to travel: do not be afraid.   "TALK HERE"

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