The Black Maw Ascendant
Done in Ai, Finalized in Photoshop
"Every ruin has its keeper — and this one bites back."
Born from silence, baptized in lightning, the Black Maw prowls the shattered halls of forgotten empires. Its obsidian hide crackles with violet fury, each vein pulsing like molten thunder. Eyes burn with primal rage, jaws unhinge to spill storms into the dark.
The ruins do not shelter it.
The ruins are its throne.
Inspired by a reference image, reimagined in my own style.
The Black Maw Ascendant
Done in Ai, Finalized in Photoshop
"Every ruin has its keeper — and this one bites back."
Born from silence, baptized in lightning, the Black Maw prowls the shattered halls of forgotten empires. Its obsidian hide crackles with violet fury, each vein pulsing like molten thunder. Eyes burn with primal rage, jaws unhinge to spill storms into the dark.
The ruins do not shelter it.
The ruins are its throne.
Inspired by a reference image, reimagined in my own style.