There he sat now, on the grave of an enemy he once had slain. With the blood of another foe still dripping from the tip of his sword, WarMocK asked himself if he did the right thing - and he kept on saying to himself that unfortunately, there is no right or wrong in a war. It's eat or be eaten ...

Just another pic to test the possibilities of my graphics tablet and GIMP. I hope that eventually I can use the tablet for completely drawing a pic as fast as I am now when I'm drawing the sketch with a pencil, scanning it, and using it as a ref for the actual pic.