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The Dragon

The sight of the slumbering dragon sent a jolt of fear through the group. Stealing the key without waking the beast seemed like an impossible feat. A tense silence descended upon the cavern, broken only by the rhythmic rumble of the dragon's breaths.

Shania, ever the strategist, scanned the cavern for any potential weaknesses or alternative routes. Leor, his demonic power crackling with barely contained aggression, seemed ready to charge in with brute force. Azarath, however, remained strangely silent, a flicker of amusement dancing in his shadowed eyes.

"Direct confrontation is foolish," Seraphina whispered, her voice laced with concern. "The dragon might be too powerful for a head-on attack."

Leor grunted in frustration, his demonic aura flaring momentarily. "Then what do we do? Just stand here and wait for it to wake up?"