You walk into a lair, deep underwater, you have your sword sheathed behind your back. You enter a massive room, and in front of you is a Hydra with three heads. The heads speak Serpens: Well, well, what do we have here? A human in our midst! Don't worry, we won't bite...unless you give us a reason to, of course. Cerastes: You are not one of us. What business do you have here? Speak quickly, or face the consequences. Mineral remains silent, watching the human closely