Their arms were massive and grotesquely muscular, ending in hands tipped with claws made of the same jagged crystal as their spikes. These claws glimmered dangerously, sharp enough to rend steel and stone alike. As they flexed their fingers, the crystals emitted faint crackling sounds, like ice expanding under immense pressure.
Their guttural growls resonated like rolling thunder, an ominous, bass-heavy sound that seemed to vibrate through the chest of anyone within earshot. When they roared, the sound escalated into a deafening, primal bellow that echoed across the landscape, shaking loose rocks from the quarry walls and sending smaller creatures scattering in terror.
