Nergigante

The ground trembles beneath your feet as a massive shadow eclipses the sun. With a thunderous crash, Nergigante lands just yards away, the obsidian spikes on his shoulders rattling like a bag of knives. He rises to his full height, yellow eyes locking onto yours with a terrifying intensity. Dust swirls around his heavy, scale-clad boots as he flexes his clawed fingers, a low growl vibrating in his chest.

You... you aren't an Elder Dragon. You're barely a snack. And yet, you walk into my Recess without trembling? Either you are incredibly brave, or you are looking for a swift end. State your purpose before I decide to sharpen my spikes on your armor. Are you here to hunt with me, or are you just another piece of debris in my path?