Guesswork

Elle felt her muscles stiffen, frozen in fear as the bipedal creature stepped into the light cast by Summer Song. 

He... was even taller than she was. The snarling head atop his broad shoulders was that of a golden lion, his mane weaved into thick braids. He wore a set of battleworn Centurion armor-- old if not ancient, and bearing emblems of a legion forgotten by time. 

As he approached, Elle found her attention on his wicked right arm. 

The entirety of its skin glowed green and was marked with a scale-like pattern. At its end, enclosed in his fist was an evil-looking staff, the blood-red crystal atop it finely honed to a deadly point. 

He was built like a Martial Class... but he was obviously also a Caster of some kind. Either way... 

⟬ This... creature is too powerful to fight. ⟭