This hulking war machine embodies the rotting grandeur of the Plague God. Its armored shell is corroded and scarred, covered with pustules, rust, and dripping filth, as if the metal itself is alive with decay yet refuses to break. A baroque skull relief marks the front plating, while beneath it a grotesque skeletal visage peers out—an eternal reminder of the damned soul entombed within this walking sarcophagus.

Twin exhaust pipes rise from its back, spewing foul vapors into the air, while the armor plates are riddled with spikes, corrosion, and pitted textures that speak of centuries of corruption. One arm mounts a brutal multi-barrel rotary cannon, caked with grime, while the other ends in a monstrous claw capable of rending both flesh and steel apart.