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The tension in the grand council chamber was thick enough to choke on. Aethelred, the majestic Dragon King, paced before the assembled leaders - Ilyana, the ethereal Queen of the Elves, Bjorn, the stoic King of the Dwarves, Valeriana, the ever-composed Human Empress, and Kali, the imposing leader of the Beastmen. Each leader's face was etched with 'worry', a stark contrast to the usual displays of power and authority.
"Brute force is out of the question," Aethelred rumbled, his voice echoing in the vast chamber. "Tombs are not mere dungeons. They are repositories of ancient magic, unpredictable and complex. Destroying it could have unforeseen consequences, especially for the children trapped within."
Bjorn, his beard bristling with indignation, slammed his fist on the polished obsidian table. "But Aethelred! We cannot simply sit here while our young ones…"