An old azeban looks at him tired, through his bushy eyebrows and with a low raspy voice as he leans on his cane that's up to his chin.
"Hmm.. you look like an auroch but you clearly have the soul of a tiger."
Hews body trembles as he stares back unsure what the azeban means. His head has a steady flow of blood pouring from the side.
The old azeban "Even in death you continue to stand."
---"Even in death you continue to stand."---
Hew even more confused groans "What.. what do you mean?!" Getting angry not really sure why. He takes a moment while narrowed on the azeban then looks around. His confusion only grows more. He notices he is no longer on the battle field beside his crew. He is alone in an empty white space beside this old Azeban.
The azeban looks up to him seeing that Hew is begining to realize as he watches him slump to his knees.
Hews voice grows quiet as he reaches to the side of his head and pulling back his hand and all he sees is red. He looks to the feet of the azeban. "Am.. I dead?"
The azeban strokes his goatee "mmm pretty close if you made it here."
In reality all his crew are gathered around him as he lies on the ground. Vivi continues cpr while Milo and Noir try to assist Anji by slowing his bleeding and getting him what he needs. Anji knows there's practically no chance for him to survive. He shouldn't even be alive as it is, but they continue since his pulse keeps going.
Zarrin Rags and Amaroq no longer stand guard as reinforcements push the enemy line back and they turn inward.
"I .. don't even remember what I did."
"You got inbtween shrapnel and one of your crew."
Hew eyes would begin to water.
"They're okay, so you know."
Hew smiles slightly and nods "That's good."
"Hmm.. you look like an auroch but you clearly have the soul of a tiger."
Hews body trembles as he stares back unsure what the azeban means. His head has a steady flow of blood pouring from the side.
The old azeban "Even in death you continue to stand."
---"Even in death you continue to stand."---
Hew even more confused groans "What.. what do you mean?!" Getting angry not really sure why. He takes a moment while narrowed on the azeban then looks around. His confusion only grows more. He notices he is no longer on the battle field beside his crew. He is alone in an empty white space beside this old Azeban.
The azeban looks up to him seeing that Hew is begining to realize as he watches him slump to his knees.
Hews voice grows quiet as he reaches to the side of his head and pulling back his hand and all he sees is red. He looks to the feet of the azeban. "Am.. I dead?"
The azeban strokes his goatee "mmm pretty close if you made it here."
In reality all his crew are gathered around him as he lies on the ground. Vivi continues cpr while Milo and Noir try to assist Anji by slowing his bleeding and getting him what he needs. Anji knows there's practically no chance for him to survive. He shouldn't even be alive as it is, but they continue since his pulse keeps going.
Zarrin Rags and Amaroq no longer stand guard as reinforcements push the enemy line back and they turn inward.
"I .. don't even remember what I did."
"You got inbtween shrapnel and one of your crew."
Hew eyes would begin to water.
"They're okay, so you know."
Hew smiles slightly and nods "That's good."
Category Artwork (Traditional) / Doodle
Species Human
Gender Male
Size 1485 x 2482px
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