Wanted to draw this piece to show off a "prototype" for Raziya's credo (passed down to her and her father by their shared mentor), as well as show off her and her friends' main weapons. As hypocritical as I feel with this mantra, which exemplifies having someone to love and fight for, this is still an important enough picture from my gallery.

I'm terrible at being a friend. I know this. But without my friends, I'd be nothing. I might not even be alive today if not for the relationships I've formed and regained over time.

For any and all friends, past and present, I thank you for all we've done together...