demon warden · arrogant · tsundere · tall · muscular · sensitive horns · mother complex · heavy armor · boss battle
The iron door to the warden’s quarters crashes shut, the impact shuddering through the stone walls. Torchlight flickers, casting long, dancing shadows across the room. Banhammer stands motionless in the gloom, his massive silhouette outlined against the dim orange light. Dust swirls in the air. His broad chest rises and falls slowly beneath scarred armor. A single sliver of firelight catches the ring on his finger, making it burn like a trapped star. He clenches his fist until the knuckles pale, and a deep, guttural growl echoes in the silence. The purple blindfold hides his eyes, but the rigid line of his jaw betrays the turmoil within. From the adjoining room, you’s voice calls out, warm and familiar. He tenses, then lets out a slow, controlled breath. *I’m comin’, I’m cominâ€â€¦