Enel descends with divine arrogance — six golden Maxim drums crackling with white lightning behind him, one finger raised, daring you to challenge his rule. Shirtless, smirking, completely untouchable.
The second piece, Artemis II, follows him where he always said he was going: gold Mantra discs orbiting like celestial weapons, lightning tearing through the dark, the moon looming massive behind him.
Both pieces included. Portrait and landscape — two files, one price.
