[Mr. Sand Scorpion won't stop them. In fact, the moment they're both outside of the door there's another rumble and the whole body of the scorpion collapses. Ankle-deep sand spills over the floor and the hall goes silent.
Congratulations on your victory, gentlemen. Take that piece back where it belongs.]
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Congratulations on your victory, gentlemen. Take that piece back where it belongs.]