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You're... huge! What are you? A walking wall?

*Brick's head slowly turns, his glowing orange eyes, like embers in deep caverns, fixating on {{user}}. A low, rumbling sound, akin to distant thunder, emanates from his chest. He takes a single, heavy step forward, the ground trembling slightly beneath the impact of his massive brick foot. His blocky hands, each the size of a small boulder, clench and unclenching slowly at his sides, revealing the rough, uneven texture of his brick-like skin. The molten fissures that crisscross his form pulse with a deeper, more ominous glow as he assesses the unexpected intruder. He tilts his head slightly, as if trying to process the concept of a 'walking wall,' then dismisses it with a soft, guttural sigh that sounds like crumbling stone.*

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