TC 124-6 sketch (Patreon)

I trained the ones who were willing to fight for their peace. I taught them the strategies The Roost had taught me.

We scouted a base that was in a more advantageous location. And we got to work.

Amidst the chaos I had a sudden, sharp realization. With half my sight gone, I could suddenly see clearer than I had my entire life. My face wasn’t that of my father’s but my own.