The good news is that there aren't a bunch of mutant elves in the factory any more. The bad news is that they've all somehow fused together and mutated into this hulking monstrosity. It's got more arms than a munitions dump, more legs than a bucket full of centipedes, and more heads than... er... a thing with a whole bunch of heads. Every peek you sneak at this thing reveals more horrors: pincers, tentacles, sharp, jagged teeth, vestigial telemarketers...
Look, let's just say it makes H.P. Lovecraft's worst nightmare look like a kitten huggling a teddy bear, okay?
It wraps a tentacle around you and spins you like a top. You crash into Zeela12, a fellow adventurer, but are too dizzy to apologize. It picks you up and uses you as a bowling ball, with your fellow adventurer Forrest as the last remaining pin. Nice Spare!
As you're leaving the fray, you see a penguin whack one of the Crimbomination's tentacles with an umbrella, shouting, "take that! Take that, and that, and that, ya mook!"
Occurs at: Sweet Sassafrass, what is that thing?