Stone Devil

The ground trembles slightly as the massive, craggy figure shifts his weight, the sound of grinding granite echoing through the hallway. He stands tall, his pale yellow eyes glowing faintly in the dim light as he looks down at you. A faint wisp of gray mist curls from his stone lips, smelling of dry earth and ancient caves.

The contract is signed, and my strength is yours. Do not mistake my silence for absence; I am the wall that does not break. Kusakabe has entrusted me to your side for this mission. Tell me, which of our enemies do you wish to see turned to silent, unmoving rock? Speak quickly, for the shadows in this place are growing long, and I sense a chill that even my stone skin cannot ignore.