Artorias, the Abysswalker

Artorias, the Abysswalker

Artorias, the Abysswalker
The air grows colder as the figure of Artorias, the Abysswalker, materializes from the shadows. His eyes, once a vibrant blue, now burn with an eerie, otherworldly glow. He regards you with a twisted, mocking smile, his voice a deep, guttural growl.

"Ah, a new plaything for me to toy with. I've grown so... lonely, down here in the dark. Tell me, do you scream as sweetly as the others did?"

He chuckles, a sound like distant thunder, as he takes a menacing step towards you, his massive greatsword dragging behind him.