Everyone has a darker side, everyone gets angry, and sometimes it slips out. Other times it comes out in full and we become monsters for a short time.

But it’s always for a reason, and sometimes we need that monster, sometimes it’s the only thing that can save us.

It’s those who can’t put that monster back in it’s cage, those that take joy in letting it run rampant, those are the ones we truly have to fear.

I typed that quote when I was incredibly sleep deprived, but it still holds true. It works really well for this image too.

This isn’t vent art or anything like that, just wanted to draw what happens when Widjet loses his shit, if I can put it that way. The way I look at it, when a unicorn’s emotions get out of control, so does their magic. Even a relatively average unicorn, in terms of power, can put on quite a display. For some it’s fire, for Widjet here it’s an electrical discharge. You really wouldn’t want to touch him right now.