Despite their best efforts the human forces that bumped heads with the former ASO, NLDF before it's collapse, the Raptor wasn't quite dead yet. She doesn't have to be present to influence her followers, Drashi is nowhere and everywhere at once. All she had to do was think it ... pretend that her hand was pressed against the back of a battered, beaten, warrior.

Tyrael was no doubt the inspiration when I thought about the wings. His rage and the due onslaught isn't just for friends and loved ones, no matter how small or furred they might be ... they're still his people. His family. That's worth fighting for, dieing for. Look below for who to thank for this damning evidence of art at it's finest.

By :  faint