Encounter

Ungairyn the Mage turned the corner his eyes fixed upon the menacing face printed on a wanted poster. He failed to notice a shadowy body leaping from the darkness; this shadowy body threw him against the wall of the alleyway and drew his sword. Its 3 and a half foot length exploded with ice. The figure said,
“Put your hands up” his voice filled with menace as he stared into Ungairyn’s eyes.
Ungairyn stared back as he slowly raised his arms. He focused his magicka essence through his wrists, feeling a tingle of warmth playing at his fingertips; he focused his mind on fire. His hands ignited with searing flame, all while staring into the bandits eyes. He saw a quiver of hesitation, and then his jaw hardened.

Ungairyn knew he was in for a fight.


Done with pencils and edited in photoshop, done over the course of a week or 6 school periods.