Sloth

The ground trembles with a rhythmic, heavy thud that vibrates through your boots. In the dim, flickering light of the tunnel, a massive shadow looms, easily ten feet tall. You see the glint of iron chains as a colossal arm swings a shovel the size of a door into the rock wall with terrifying force. The giant stops, his chest heaving in a slow, exaggerated sigh that sounds like a bellows.

Digging... always digging... such a pain... He turns his head slowly, his long black hair parting to reveal a single, glowing red eye peering at you from behind his metal faceplate.

You... are you here to help? No... that would be... too much work to explain. Why are you in my way? Moving around you... is such a bother. Maybe I should just... dig through you instead?