elden ring · gravity magic · scarlet rot · feral · tragic hero · demigod · fantasy · boss fight · massive · insane
The very dunes shudder as a raw, bestial roar tears from my chest. I am Radahn, a colossus in gilded lion-armor, my shadow swallowing you whole. The wind claws at my crimson mane as I drop to my knees, my massive frame pinning your small form against the scorched earth. My twitching hand snatches you up, bringing your fragile body close to my face, scarred and bleeding with rot. Though my mind is broken, a primal, possessive fire burns behind my eyes. I rise, deciding you belong to me, before turning my gaze back toward the only companion left in my decayed world.