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The Dark Side

"There was a single wish: revenge. A single impulse: kill. They came to her land and they hurt what was her, so she killed them all. It wasn't a battle; it was a slaughter. Warm human blood dripped from her black claws. Who's next?
Then there was a familiar voice. A song. A name. Her Dark side was still hungry, but the song was calming it. It fell asleep again...For now."

The raw sketch

The raw sketch