“Amongst the gangs of Pot District, a new kind of faction seems to have arisen. The Flames, beside being violent and territorial, do not want to expand or hire, and are quite happy with what they now have, something like three blocks East of Taliva Square. Fierce fighters that rely on infallible teamwork and expertise of the location, they have one big weakness : their intimidating bosswoman is also quite stupid.”
L'Enclume Chantante n°127, journal de Golémia, du 12 Norodol 1489.
Phew, this was the longest page to make yet, with roughly twice the panels compared to last page! I cursed myself a bit, but I wouldn’t take one of them away, and I actually liked working on it, I don’t feel quite as clumsy with the lines as I did with the few past pages.
Edit : comme le gag de la chèvre n'était pas bien compréhensible (même si l'actrice est formidable, merci Mme la Reine des Chèvres), j'ai redessiné la 13ème case pour qu'elle soit plus claire. Vous pouvez trouver l'ancienne page <a href="https://thelittlewarriorcomic.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/02/037.png" ici.
