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Description
Ominous lines of red light glow faintly, snaking up the massive mechanized structures that make up Planet Technopolis. As you struggle to stand despite your injuries, a familiar bomber enters your line of sight. He's an awful lot more menacing when you're on the floor.

"Who's the short one now?"

...How in the world did you let yourself get into this situation?

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I'M SORRY I JUST WANTED TO WRITE SOMETHING-
It probably sounds like crap, but I hope that at least the drawing isn't as bad? I experimented some more with brushes and perspective
Kinda satisfied with how it turned out, but I do notice issues with it RIP

Description
Ominous lines of red light glow faintly, snaking up the massive mechanized structures that make up Planet Technopolis. As you struggle to stand despite your injuries, a familiar bomber enters your line of sight. He's an awful lot more menacing when you're on the floor.

"Who's the short one now?"

...How in the world did you let yourself get into this situation?

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I'M SORRY I JUST WANTED TO WRITE SOMETHING-
It probably sounds like crap, but I hope that at least the drawing isn't as bad? I experimented some more with brushes and perspective
Kinda satisfied with how it turned out, but I do notice issues with it RIP