In the deepest, darkest caverns where light dares not tread, the Darkmantle lurks. With skin that mimics the rocky surroundings, it hangs from the ceiling, indistinguishable from the stalactites around it. When prey wanders too close, the Darkmantle springs to life, enveloping its victim in a suffocating embrace. Its tentacles constrict, and a magical darkness spreads, leaving its prey blind and disoriented. Beware the shadows above, for the Darkmantle waits in silence.