(Scars do not appear to be cause of death –shock ... - Bad Request

Chapter 61
It was high noon when we tried to enter the Siege Tower. Long shadows
extended from the scarred and pitted base like the petals of a venomous
flower, needle-tipped and edges razor-sharp.
With a little more prodding and a few coppers to set him at ease, Lazlo had
been able to tell us where to go.
We circled around, and came to the same drawbridge where I had slain
Grosuk. The ancient wood was splintering, its corners scarred black with
flame and its surface was deep with the wounds of arrows and blades.
Whatever this thing was, it'd seen numerous battles in its time, perhaps
more than I had.
"Maybe the secret to getting in is to not want to get in..."
Given how much this thing had endured, I really thought I didn't want to get
in at all, much less deal with what was inside. Really, if Nihl really needed a
wrought-iron birdcage, perhaps I could just get it from someone else. The
blacksmith at the open-air market seemed competent enough. Perhaps I
should just head there for a commission inst-
Whoosh.
Well, it was worth a try…
We were immediately assaulted by the smell of oiled sand and burning
metal. Flecks of soot and ash rained down like black petals scattered at
ruin's triumph. In the heart of the Siege Tower stood an iron... creature. Its
size was staggering; if it stood full height, it would've shattered the roof of
the siege tower. Thundering echoes rattled the walkway as the creature
hammered away on its forge, each peal struck with a force that could've
shattered worlds.
"Greetings," I said, licking my lips nervously.
There was the screaming of metal on metal as the giant turned to face me.
Girders, pipes, and huge bracers ran through its lower torso and into the
walls, and the bottom portion of its body made up the forge. The golem was
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