They don't actually have eyes, no more than blank carvings anyway, and yet it's as if they follow you like the Mona Lisa. With the unmistakable feeling that they're judging you. They stare right into your soul. Are you worthy? Likely not. But you gain 1 Perseverance for enduring the scrutiny.

When you start trying to trash them, those eyes form slit pupils, as if they're carved in real time, fangs growing over its bottom lip. Its voice booms loud enough it could practically blow you away.

"You dare defile Us, mortal? Leave this place."

Any attempt to smash them doesn't seem to do a single thing.