Stylized helm

The livid, zesty aura of ire overcame him, permeating his being and wringing him wet with sweat and adrenaline. He regained his footing, driving his leathered feet into a mire of blood and earth. Clad in horns and maimed beyond recognition, he unsheathed his blade and hurled himself straight back into the meatgrinder, ready to die with valor. What I lack in originality, I rectify with style... That is to hope... But I digress! This here is my take on one of Dmytro Dovgan's handful of illustrations (this one in specific https://www.artstation.com/artwork/R15Or) Source: Objaverse 1.0 / Sketchfab