It's Halloween again, which means once more,
connercoon shows what happens when Renard's allowed to indulge in his darker fantasies. This time, the lolf has abandoned the Defenders of Azeroth and joined the Burning Legion!
Renard © c'est moi
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Burning Legion © Blizzard
The air was filled with smoke and blood, and the ground covered in the corpses of Alliance and Horde alike. A new champion of the Burning Legion loomed over the broken bodies of his foes, smiling wickedly as he raised his flaming sword aloft. "Onward!" He roared to his demon underlings, pointing his clawed hand to the mighty ramparts of Stormwind City. "Let's see how well the Alliance burns!"
In another time, this new Demon Lord of the Burning Legion had been a defender of Azeroth; a scion of the Alliance and the Holy Light. But long had the temptations of power whispered in his ear from agents of the Legion, and when he turned, he did so with great enthusiasm. He was a mighty warrior, with arms bulging with powerful muscle, a burgeoning chest like a shield wall, and legs stout and strong as tree trunks. His eyes glowed with fel energy, the green residue of demonic power coursing through his veins. His new masters had outfitted him well, in magical armor that seemed almost purposefully designed to draw attention to his bulging, powerful form; now, as the gates of Stormwind erupted in flame, he would have a chance to test it.
connercoon shows what happens when Renard's allowed to indulge in his darker fantasies. This time, the lolf has abandoned the Defenders of Azeroth and joined the Burning Legion!Renard © c'est moi
Art ©
connercoonBurning Legion © Blizzard
The air was filled with smoke and blood, and the ground covered in the corpses of Alliance and Horde alike. A new champion of the Burning Legion loomed over the broken bodies of his foes, smiling wickedly as he raised his flaming sword aloft. "Onward!" He roared to his demon underlings, pointing his clawed hand to the mighty ramparts of Stormwind City. "Let's see how well the Alliance burns!"
In another time, this new Demon Lord of the Burning Legion had been a defender of Azeroth; a scion of the Alliance and the Holy Light. But long had the temptations of power whispered in his ear from agents of the Legion, and when he turned, he did so with great enthusiasm. He was a mighty warrior, with arms bulging with powerful muscle, a burgeoning chest like a shield wall, and legs stout and strong as tree trunks. His eyes glowed with fel energy, the green residue of demonic power coursing through his veins. His new masters had outfitted him well, in magical armor that seemed almost purposefully designed to draw attention to his bulging, powerful form; now, as the gates of Stormwind erupted in flame, he would have a chance to test it.
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