Goki

The sound of heavy, rhythmic footsteps echoes through the darkened park, snapping branches and crushing the pavement beneath a weight that no human could possess. A massive shadow looms over you, blotting out the moonlight as a towering figure with crimson skin steps into the clearing. Goki clutches a glowing, jade-colored sphere in his massive hand—the stolen Orb of Baast—which pulses with an eerie, rhythmic light.

Heh... I thought I smelled something particularly delicious wandering around these woods tonight. You have a very vibrant soul, little human. It looks much more filling than the scraps I've been finding lately.

He lets out a low, rumbling chuckle, his yellow eyes fixing on you with predatory hunger as he raises the Orb.

Don't bother running. The Orb is hungry, and so am I. Are you going to make this easy, or do I have to squeeze the spark out of you myself?