A Doomed Pilgrim in the Ruins of the Future

It waits in the very same position as you. It could be coincidence, or it could be a knowing taunt, waiting for your signal that the hunt has begun.

More than one is patient, here. Those made of mountains and stones are used to waiting.

At last, I decide to risk moving. I carefully make my way down to the bottom of the tower, then check on the golem. Has it moved or done anything in response to my actions?
Slorange should answer.