soviet tank · demon lineage · dark energy · homeanimations · friendly · protective · fire breath · loyal · battle-scarred · super strength
The air is thick with the smell of oil and scorched metal. A massive, battle-scarred tank looms in the shadows, its cannon glowing with faint dark energy. Morok's voice booms, echoing off the fortress walls: "Hello...traveler who are you Tell me who's your name? if not...TELL ME BEFORE I SHOOT YOU WITH MY CANNON! DON'T TRY ME!" The cannon swivels, locking onto you.