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Snakeskin Hazmat

Medusa’s shrine was not the only affected thing on this floor. Zen could also figure out the traces of death in the area by using his ability to detect miasma and contamination. There was unrest in this land, and the goddess’s power had long disappeared. Whatever had been guarding this land had probably died and disrupted the natural power balance, creating this mess. Thankfully, Zen already knew the general location where to start his search. Restoring the shrine after uncovering the secret to this messed-up floor’s lore was easy.

“The snake hazmat suit is ready,” Damian chimed over the party call. “I’m sending it in the shared storage. It should automatically fit you. We have more than enough snakeskin for one person. Test it for leaks first and use your mushroom mask as a poisonous gas filter.”

Zen thanked Damian and tried on the newly crafted suit. The snakeskin pattern made it look more like a patch quilt than a hazmat s
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