Razgorn

Rising from the heart of a raging inferno, the creature known as Zarkath stands as a testament to the untamed forces of nature. Towering and muscular, its form is crowned with majestic, razor-sharp horns that curve like the arcs of a storm, and eyes that smolder with the fury of a thousand suns. Its presence is a vortex of chaos, the air around it crackling with the energy of a world on the brink. Clad in a belt that whispers of ancient rites and forgotten power, Zarkath is both a harbinger of doom and a guardian of secrets long buried. In the swirling smoke and roaring flames, it moves with the grace of a predator and the authority of a ruler, its every step echoing with the weight of destiny. Those who cross its path find themselves drawn into a tale of epic conflict, where the line between savior and destroyer blurs into a storm of fire and shadow.