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The heat of the day seemed to sear the very ground she walked on. She struggled with her emotions of doubt and fear. She breathed deeply as she neared the cave. Saipire stepped in, eyes darting around, waiting for some beast to jump out and attack. Silence.

She ventured further, discovering the tunnel mouth. It was waiting for the next victim to step into its inky blackness. She went to step in as several red points flared to life. Infravision. Each pair of eyes stared, watching. Saipire froze, uncertain if they were hostile. The red points moved, starting to slide closer to their target. Just as she could make out each slender form, the curse returned. The shadows seemed to collect on her skin, smothering her golden limbs. Her hands turned gray, then coal black. Her hair changed color as she screamed one word. "No!" The stark white strands fell from behind her pointed ears. Unwanted thoughts cascaded into her head. She became the hunter of the Ykrandyrak, the Underdark in the human language. The other drow stopped their approach, amazed at the savage being before them, who turned her head and drew her rapiers, promising death.