"Obi-Wan’s magic had always been at its strongest when he was protecting someone. Perhaps that’s why it was easier to defeat their remaining assailants after Cody went down injured."
I had the absolute best of time working on this illustration commissioned by the wonderful @wanderingjedihistorian for their fic What It Means! If you like a good fantasy setting, swords and sorcery, Jedis as mages and the Clones as knights do check it out!
Mage Merlin: [going through a list of items in his mind]
Knight Arthur: [looking at the map]
Mage Merlin: [looks over to Arthur] Are we nearing our first stop? I do wish to make camp before the sun sets or any bandits attacking us.
Knight Arthur: [nodding] Yes, I see a little area here on the map we can rest for a bit just a couple more paces ahead and we'll reach it.
Mage Merlin: [stretching before pulling his horses reins] Wonderful, I'd like get settled in quick, I'm not meant for riding horses.
Knight Arthur: [chuckling] Is your little bottom sore, Merlin?
Mage Merlin: [oblivious] Yes and it's your fault I can't sit properly!
Knight Arthur: [his mind completely went south into the deep dank gutter of filth, starring Merlin's bottom, he choked]
Mage Merlin: [looks over to his partner in concern and reaches out to slap Arthur's back] Arthur? You're not suddenly dying are you? You need to tell me so I can write your will, just in case.