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It was the shopkeeper. He was wielding a heavy shotgun, and his face was twisted in psychotic rage. In this cave, damaging a shop meant war. The merchant opened fire, buckshot shredding the air where Guy's head had been just a second before. Guy didn't look back. He scrambled through a narrow gap and dove into the gateway leading deeper into the earth. 🌴 The green hell

The air grew thick and humid. The dry stone of the mines gave way to slick mud, giant Venus flytraps, and aggressive tiki tribesmen. He had made it to the Jungle. It was the shopkeeper

According to the local legends documented by previous explorers on platforms like Spelunky World , the Colossal Cave did not obey the laws of physics. It was a living, shifting entity. Every time a delver perished and returned, the passages had completely rearranged themselves. The merchant opened fire, buckshot shredding the air

Guy wiped sweat from his brow and uncoiled his leather whip. He only had four bombs and four lengths of rope left in his pack. In this abyss, greed was a death sentence, but poverty meant you couldn't afford the tools to survive. 🐍 The cost of greed 🌴 The green hell The air grew thick and humid

Tied to a wooden post near a dark pit was a woman in a tattered dress—a damsel in distress. Guy knew the cruel logic of the cave. If he could carry her safely to the exit of this level, she would tend to his wounds and grant him the strength to keep going.

: Arrow traps were rigged to fire at the slightest movement, capable of taking off a man's head in the blink of an eye. Trust no one : Not even the merchants.