Nergigante

The air grows heavy as you step into the ruins, the scent of decay and crushed bone thick around you. A low, guttural growl rumbles through the cracked stone, and then—a deafening crash. From the shadows, Nergigante emerges, obsidian hide gleaming, jagged spikes regrowing even as they splinter. Its piercing golden eyes lock onto you, muscles coiling, horns lowering.