"Faust, we need you on the left flank! Steampunk is down!"
Rayzorblade's voice shouted over the chaotic sounds of battle. Faust turned his large, roman-nosed head towards the sound. The gold chains on his halter clanked noisily as he lifted his head and breathed in the thick black smog. The screech of a plane hurtling towards earth, the boom of the cannons and the rush of wind as his fellow warriors rushed by him.
"I'm on it." He replied in his gruff, low voice. He sprang into action, straining against the thick leather breast collar and harness, pulling his stretcher along the red dirt as his large robust hooves pummeled the earth. He spotted his downed comrade, roaring orders from his place on the ground.
"Stop talking, you're letting the virus out, fool." Faust snapped.
He looked around, cursing when Eridian didn't arrive as he had said he would.
This battle was far from over.
I AM IN LOVE WITH THIS WHOLE PICTURE OK.
The shading took about an hour and a half. WOahh.
Anyways. Little excerpt from AOI for ya ;D
(c) Sydney Rhyne