The Gray Knight and the Green Knight lived with the other knights in a castle in a field. Gray kept to himself, lighting bombs and shooting arrows while Green practiced poison magic. Life was simple, and they were both happy. That was, until the day Green heard a voice from above. “The Behemoth Games. You little fuckers. You made a shit of piece with your trash Castle Crashers. It’s fucking bad this trash game. I will become back my money. I hope you will in your next time cattle on a trash farm you suckers.”
(If you couldn’t tell, this piece of art for some reason made me think of Isaac. I don’t know why.)