As the sun broke over the ridge of Bliss Mountain, the Realm stood in disbelief and complete awe at the sight before them. Tales have been told of this monstrosity. Stories of her majesty described her as a watchful, stone statue… but this was no carving. 

Tiny spots appeared around the heart of Crytula The Enduring, beneath the surface of her chrysalis. A faint whisper echoed out from Uzzlezesh’s ghoulish lips, with a deafening crack the spell holding her was broken. A shudder ripped through the icy mountainside. Crytula The Enduring was awoken.

Ice dragons attempted to allow her to flee, but she was not quite so lucky as Uzzlezesh's Master of Water was defeated.