#15
Claws
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10 panel black and white pen drawing comic:
Panel 1: Lothric is angry and shaking.
Lothric: I recognize people who have tried to kill me in his friend list. Itās like he made friends with every single Unkindled before the ritual was banned. His posts from eight years ago are... I canāt even read them.
Lothric: He followed [underlined] me after class. I even let my guard down during [underlined] class and looked at some memories in the headspace.
Lothric: Now Iām just angry.
Panel 2: Lothricās hand is resting on the table tensely, and his claws are digging into the table slightly.Ā
Lothric: I donāt even care [underlined] yet, if he was genuinely, thoughtlessly being friendly, or if heās one of those people who wants to try the ritual even without Aldrichās soul and the Yhorm story was bait to try and trap me somewhere and kill me.
Panel 3: Lothricās hand is pressed against the table, and his claws are digging deep into it.
Lothric: He [underlined] doesnāt decide when I die! Iām a Lord of Cinder! Iām the most powerful Lord of Cinder! Iām a fucking nightmare!Ā
Lothric: No, I am FURIOUS that I couldnāt just go somewhere in public without rethinking my fundamental foundation of safety.Ā
Lothric (in a smaller speech balloon): Is that hisĀ āfaultā? Fuck him! This isnāt about him!
Panel 4: Lorian is handing Lothric a pillow, which Lothric accepts. Lorian looks grim. Scars are visible on his arms. Lothric looks really upset, and heās shaking. His bangs cover his eyes. A computer mouse and keyboard are visible on the table in front of Lothric. There are five dents in the table from where his claws were digging in.
Lorian (in a series of thought balloons): I could get angry too, but thatās a lot to put into our headspace at once. Youāre the one people hunted. Feel what you need to. Scream into this pillow, if it he-
Panel 5: Lothric is holding the pillow in his lap with his right hand and scratching five deep gashes into it with his left hand.
Lorian (in thought balloons from off-screen): Oh. Okay.
Panel 6: Lothric is massaging his left wrist with his right hand, and thereās a floating star nearby to indicate pain. He looks moody and angry.
Lothric: I donāt deserve to feel anything Iām feeling right now. I went outside by myself, which is hard for me, to help you, Lorian. Now Iām thinking about existing in a sub-human role to some people.
Panel 7: Lothric is massaging his right hand and wrist with his left hand. There are two floating stars by his right hand, and heās closing his eyes and grimacing.Ā
Lothric: Those donāt connect. I didnāt do that. My choices didnāt do that. I donāt take responsibility for it. Iām going to. Get back to the practical matter of safety soon, I just need. A moment to live in a world where human sacrifice is immoral and unthinkable BEFORE an ancient exiled god kicks out the establishment and makes it illegal
Panel 8: Lothric is looking off into the distance with quiet anger on his face. Heās shaking a little and snorting a sigh. Thereās aĀ ā...ā speech balloon by his face.
Panel 9: Lothric is looking down, and his hair is falling across his face. Heās frowning like heās crying or about to, and heās shaking more, with more wobbly lines. Thereās aĀ ā...ā speech balloon by his face.
Panel 10: Lothric is holding his face with his right hand and has recently wiped tears from his left eye with his pointer finger. Heās looking off to the side thoughtfully.
Lothric: ...Fuck, though. We donāt know anything about Siegward. If heās anything more sinister than a friendly guy who wasnāt critical of politics once upon a time... Yhorm could be in trouble.









