She watched the drop of blood roll down her blade with almost shock. Ixi'ltheer lay dead just beyond her, but.... had she really taken his life? However evil that creature may have been, had she really ended his life...? I... have no right to put a blade to anyone's neck but my own, the half elf thought, a tear slowly dripping down her cheek. Yeah! Okay well, I drew this the same time as the Musician and Unicorn of Slaughter, again with the blood and trying to draw splashes better. *shrugs* This is the first time I've ever been able to draw a profile succesfully so... I'm proud of it. Of course I lack any real ability to sketch liquids, severed heads, or gore, so there you go! Ixi'ltheer isn't too impressive in crappy vague sketch form but *shrugs* These two are actually from a story I'm writing.