Thankfully, your reactions are quick enough to get you out of the proverbial "frying pan" fast enough to avoid being burned... but the soft, fragile plant matter that the dryads had used to create your top is not quite so lucky. The corrosive goo starts to sizzle and dissolve the vines almost instantly, forcing you to shed the garment or risk being burned.<br/><br/>And just like that, the caves become that much colder.<br/><br/>As you're settling, you hear... nothing. No more thumping, no more clomping. Just an oppressive, dark silence... up until you hell the bellow, rolling through each and every hall. It's a low, feral noise... and it seems to breathe a sudden burst of life into the pile of ooze. Even as you scurry away, you can see the pool starting to congeal, and slowly lurch towards you... as if to finish what your rapid descent started.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button"> OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Initiative time, vs. a weakened Jelly Cube...</div></div>