As they continued along their narrow path through the Canyonlands, the Wild Rovers spied battles afar between many more warring horrors on parallel ridgelines. Inevitably, they encountered more menacing monsters barring their progress. After smashing through minotaur skeletons, the Rovers faced a pair of monstrous centaur-like creatures. Like shooting kuo-toa in a barrel, the centaurs used their arm-mounted lightning lances to blast the Rovers as they stood single file. After they had taken down one of their assailants, Desmond charmed the other, bringing it over to their side just as a lifeforce-siphoning bat-like creature attacked. The bat was perpetually shrouded in magical darkness, blinding them as they swung their weapons wildly. They struck poor Desmond nearly as often as the creature, repeatedly bringing him to the brink of death. Against the odds, they managed to win the fight, and even survive each other.
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