Sim + Kraid

Conflict - Page 18

Added 2020-11-15 13:13:11 +0000 UTC

Out in the open, Tyler gasped as she climbed away from the warehouse, thankful for escaping the harrowing situation, and the breath of fresh air. From her tentacle hair, a flare gun and a spare round unfurled. She had kept those two on hand (hair?), waiting for a better opportunity to use them, and that time is now.

Inside the warehouse, the clanging continued as the symbiotes try to regain their footing. Some of the spilled oil had long evaporated, filling the space with flammable fumes. Tyler loads the flare gun as she moved further away to a safe distance, her hand shaking as she pushed the round in, either from the injury or the excitement of the night.

Moving a dozen paces away, Tyler turned and aimed into the hole. All her feelings throughout the night seemed to swell and condense into this moment.

"Take this and go back to where you came from!"

Artist's Note:

Sadly I couldn't draw the firing flare gun as impactful as I want it to be.