Important safety lesson: leave the object of a puncture wound inside the wound until you can get to a surgeon. The object is holding all your blood in.
Eight panels in one page is far too many, but past me (who planned out this page) is a scoundrel and a villain. I cross-hatched as fast as I could.
As expected, there’s some blood in this one. You can find the whole thing below the cut:
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Image description:
An eight-panel, black-and-white (and red) comic page.
Panel 1: Some time later, we find Ichiro lying where we left him, among the bodies of his family. Snow has piled on top of all of them, covering over the bloodstains on the ground. More snow swirls through the air.
Panel 2: Close-up of Ichiro’s face as he opens his eyes, glancing upward. The cut on his face is still red, and there is snow built up on the upper side of his face and on his clothing. He looks confused.
Panel 3: A medium shot; he rolls onto his belly and tries to push himself up. He grimaces.
Panel 4: Now on his knees, seen from behind against a gray sky filled with snow, he twists around to examine the knife in his back, underneath his breastplate. A spreading black stain on his clothing indicates where he was bleeding.
Panel 5: He stands and looks out over the snow-covered battlefield, one hand to his head and his back to the viewer. Indistinct piles of snow indicate where bodies have fallen, and two arrows and a sword protrude from the snow cover. There is more snow in the air.
Panel 6: A close-up of his hand, wearing the archery glove, as he reaches down and brushes snow from the handle of his sword.
Panel 7: He stands facing the viewer and pulls on his bow and quiver by means of a coil of rope across his chest. He holds his right arm out awkwardly. Beside him is the snow-covered body of a female riding deer wearing a saddle.
Panel 8: Facing away from the viewer now, he trudges up a snowy path. The wound has begun to bleed again, indicated by a trickle of bright red that travels from the hilt of the knife down his right leg and into the footprints left by his right foot. On both sides, the footprints indicate that his feet are dragging. His posture slumps.
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