Clash with the Golden Pillar

A hulking brass spire stood in the corner! Heavy. Cold. Polished bright like old temple armor! I did not creep. I marched straight in, boots thudding across the hardwood floor. It blocked my path, staring blankly without flinching. Insolent metal! I roared, lunged with full momentum, and cracked the pommel of my blade right against its fluted bronze base! DONG! A massive, shuddering chime rolled through the stalk, vibrating straight down into my boots! The sound rang deep and loud. I slammed my banner shaft hard against the floor and held the ground. The pillar trembled, yet did not fall. A solid monolith. It earned my respect.