Old doodles on the brain (part 2)

Shouldn't go tumbling off the sides of cliff's, now should you, Phantom?

"Are you alright?"

"Yes- thank you Feyn."

Just hanging around

*Feyn and Phantom hide behind a crumbling wall- seemingly in danger. Feyn is well armed and seems enthusiastic- Phantom is not.

"We'll have to fight our way through."

"*sarcastically* Oh, of course!"

Close to a year after this sketch and I still struggle to draw his face.

Pondering the orb... A rough initial idea for how his magic manifests. It wouldn't like like a black squiggle- more like a ball of white string.

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