Lucas Staniec
Senior Concept Artist / Visual Development
The air was thin, the sun blazing as he stood atop the destroyed mining starship Kondor. As he approached the edge, he heard the roar of a thousand throats. The revolution had begun.
The air was thin, the sun blazing as he stood atop the destroyed mining starship Kondor. As he approached the edge, he heard the roar of a thousand throats. The revolution had begun.