I have seen enough bodies to cover a battlefield and walked on several during my time as a medic. Some slain by my own hand, others by allies and a few by the enemy. You cannot escape the toll war takes on you, be it mind or body. I have had a brush with Death numerous times, so much so that he is no longer something I fear but expect to see. We have not shaken hands yet though I know the day will soon come when I finally take his.

A Team Fortress 2 piece centered on the Medic who is sporting the cosmetic items "A Brush with Death" and "Das Metalmeatencasen". The claw marks you see were from a story I had planned to write featuring this version of the Medic but it has since fallen to the wayside with no plans to pick it back up. This piece is a few years old, back when I was really into Team Fortress 2, but it has aged considerably well given the fact that I rarely draw humans. Linework could certainly be better but without a tablet, it'll remain as-is for the time being.