Old friend...

"I've heard endless stories of our last stand. Legends about you. How you fought 'til the very end. How you held the line on your own, flesh melting into the metal, as our ancestors fell all around you. If only you could stand again, old friend..."

Creating those sky gradient is probably one of my favorite things. The second I thought of this idea of creating a not so happy story, I knew I should create an "aftermath" illustration.