Description

Teeva froze in his furtive footsteps as he peered around the corner. The armored guard hadn’t seen him… yet. Though with whatever integrated sensors the man had in the armor, it could only be a matter of moments before the sly Bampu was discovered. After escaping, Teeva hadn’t had time to locate his gear… no Gath, no Sensor ablative armor… only the dagger he’d pilfered from the cocksure jerk he’d knocked out in the washroom… His own skill and a pointy metal object against a guy in power armor with a disruptor rifle… Ah well, he prayed his mother’s luck would hold…

Done in mechanical pencil, ballpoint pen and Pixia...