Your party wakes up in a 10 foot tall cylindrical and completely featureless room with no windows and a large metallic door. You hear Vristania's voice echo through the door's peep hole ''Finally, the main courses have awakened. He hates it when they're not feisty.'' She audibly presses a button with her chubby oedematous finger. A small compartment hidden in the wall behind the party opens and a large disgusting slop of flesh starts slowly gliding towards the party. It's a iecur (stats in pic related).

How would your party survive?