But its always for a reason, and sometimes we need that monster, sometimes its the only thing that can save us.
Its those who cant put that monster back in its cage, those that take joy in letting it run rampant, those are the ones we truly have to fear.”
I typed that quote when I was incredibly sleep deprived, but it still holds true. It works really well for this image too.
This isnt vent art or anything like that, just wanted to draw what happens when Widjet loses his shit, if I can put it that way. The way I look at it, when a unicorns emotions get out of control, so does their magic. Even a relatively average unicorn, in terms of power, can put on quite a display. For some its fire, for Widjet here its an electrical discharge. You really wouldn’t want to touch him right now.