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17: True Shape

Emma passed out for a few minutes, when she regained consciousness she struggled to stand up, before fainting she thought she was hallucinating but there was indeed someone standing in front of her, Henry.
Henry's expression reflected a mixture of anger and determination. He was carrying a sword and it was thrust hard into the ground generating a current of air that dissipated the flames around him.
Martha watched the scene with surprise and confusion. Henry approached Martha calmly, his gaze steady but without hostility.
— Henry: Leave her alone.
— Martha: I would, but I don't want to.
Then, with a swift movement, Martha conjured a blast of energy, the men from before appeared again, another pair of men from the left, from the right. Emma and Henry were surrounded.
— Martha: Don't you know what she really is?
Henry merely answered nothing, keeping his gaze fixed on Martha. "She's a demon," Martha spat.
— Henry: That's enough, Martha. It's over, get it.
— Martha: You're the one who doesn't get it! You know well the conflict there was between humans and demons, you led the armies to achieve our victory. She is part of all that blood shed.
After that statement, Martha again concentrated her power on Emma. This time managing to expose Emma in her true form, a red-black bird, with four striped wings and four eyes. Henry's expression changed at the sight of her, Emma didn't quite know how to interpret it but she feared he was going against her.
— Martha: So tell me, will you let all your sacrifice be thrown away just for her...my love?
Henry's calm persisted, he remained thoughtful for a few seconds, then smiled and said. "You can't call me that anymore."
Martha looked stunned by his words, rage took over her, causing her copies of men to begin their attack.

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Description

17: True Shape

Emma passed out for a few minutes, when she regained consciousness she struggled to stand up, before fainting she thought she was hallucinating but there was indeed someone standing in front of her, Henry.
Henry's expression reflected a mixture of anger and determination. He was carrying a sword and it was thrust hard into the ground generating a current of air that dissipated the flames around him.
Martha watched the scene with surprise and confusion. Henry approached Martha calmly, his gaze steady but without hostility.
— Henry: Leave her alone.
— Martha: I would, but I don't want to.
Then, with a swift movement, Martha conjured a blast of energy, the men from before appeared again, another pair of men from the left, from the right. Emma and Henry were surrounded.
— Martha: Don't you know what she really is?
Henry merely answered nothing, keeping his gaze fixed on Martha. "She's a demon," Martha spat.
— Henry: That's enough, Martha. It's over, get it.
— Martha: You're the one who doesn't get it! You know well the conflict there was between humans and demons, you led the armies to achieve our victory. She is part of all that blood shed.
After that statement, Martha again concentrated her power on Emma. This time managing to expose Emma in her true form, a red-black bird, with four striped wings and four eyes. Henry's expression changed at the sight of her, Emma didn't quite know how to interpret it but she feared he was going against her.
— Martha: So tell me, will you let all your sacrifice be thrown away just for her...my love?
Henry's calm persisted, he remained thoughtful for a few seconds, then smiled and said. "You can't call me that anymore."
Martha looked stunned by his words, rage took over her, causing her copies of men to begin their attack.

I use:
Photoshop
XP PEN Deco 3
If you don't already you can follow me on IG & Tiktok as @sakkrouv which is very apreciated