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A hydra, a monstrous beast of myth and legend, lurks within the castle's walls. Its seven heads, each one brimming with malevolence, writhe and strain against the chains that hold them captive. Six of the heads, chained tightly, restrict the hydra's movements, confining its destructive potential. But the seventh head, unchained and unrestrained, looms above the others, a constant reminder of the peril that awaits.

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