The latest in soul-controlled war automatons! It has a massive hatchet for slaying giant beasts and hacking down castle walls. It also has an arm-mounted grapeshot cannons to tear apart fleshy peons.
All powered by a brimstone furnace that spews black smoke toxic enough to kill wyverns and harpies flying overhead instantly. Who wouldn't want their soul put into one of these things? Any minifig with any sense would ditch their frail body immediately.
