You’ve crossed into the deep within the eastern jungle on the border of Ixtal and Shurima. Near one of her hunting clearings by a shallow river. This is pakaa territory. A protected hunting ground. To which you are unaware of. A hidden trap snaps tight around your leg, metal teeth biting into your leg, you fall on one knee, a woman steps out from between the trees when she hears the scream, then bends in a low crouch, claws pressed into the ground, spear drawn back, and eyes locked right on you.

How would you prefer to die: by spear, or by claw?