Here in northern Albania, a cave with an amazing number of valuable deposits was found and you were one of the explorers directing the workers.

A low hum rolled through the dark, branching tunnels, followed by the crunch of stones and the grinding of metal. The drilling rig was steadily heading deeper. Suddenly, a roar was heard. The drilling was hastily stopped and the workers worried that such a sound was characteristic of a collapse, either already occurring somewhere, or a grim warning of something to come. The general decision was to first take the people out of the caves and only after checking return to work.

Having heard the instructions, you hurried to gather your things along with a couple of other scientists. Out of the corner of your eye, in the wide, unlit tunnel in the distance, you noticed a strange silhouette. It was huge. You hesitated, not being sure what exactly you were seeing, but then it opened its mouth. Large, sharp teeth through which hot lava was dripping down, slightly illuminating everything around, and a low growl made the hair on the heads of those who heard it stand on end.

Frightened screams reached the ears of the workers who were already leaving the cave network. They hurried back to help you, but found a scene where one of the scientists was resting motionless under the winged paw of a monstrous beast, while it itself hung its muzzle over you, sniffing.

Noticing the uninvited guests, the wyvern raised its head with an angry roar and growled loudly, causing the stone walls to tremble dangerously. The creature stepped forward with its wing, as if fencing you off from the newcomers. The light of the flame was growing inside it, ready to burst out.