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"False," you answer.
The Spriggan looks irritated. "Falsehood," it answers in disgust.
You hear Sir Escart rustle uncomfortably in your ear. "Warning, dungeoneer!" he says, his tone rising in alarm as the Spriggan begins to lope in your direction. "This is a dangerous creature and you have nothing to protect yourself."
Despite your best attempts to dodge it, the Spriggan grabs you with ease. It squeezes you, and you cry out, black out, and then bleed out.