ZabaArt: Gonko & Ronko

Bei ZabaArt gibt es neu ein Schildkröten Duo.

Gonko & Ronko – 65€ (ohne MwSt.)

THE BRAVE BROTHERS

New turtle miniatures are finally available on my e-shop after a long time! You can add him to your collection right now!

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HAND-SCULPT AND CONCEPT – LUKAS ZABA

BOXART – LUKAS ZABA (REALLY SOON)

TOTAL HEIGHT – 80mm

INSIDE EVERY BOX – 6 High Quality Resin parts, sticker and visit card

GONKO & RONKO story:

Deep in the heart of the Forgotten Forest, where moonlight barely pierced the dense mist and the air was filled with the scent of moss, lived a small colony of turtles. For centuries, they had survived here in peace, hidden from the world, surrounded by towering trees and tranquil ponds.

But tranquility was merely an illusion. Something sinister lurked in the darkness.

The nocturnal forest began to be plagued by shadows unknown forces that slithered between trunks, moving swiftly and unexpectedly. These creatures, known as the Darkwings, were nocturnal predators with sharp claws that gleamed like obsidian. They came with the mist, invisible and silent, to snatch the colony’s inhabitants one by one into the darkness.

It was then that GONKO and RONKO rose up the last line of defense, the guardians of the forest.

GONKO was a colossus among turtles. His shell was as solid as stone, and on his back, he bore something never before seen in the Forgotten Forest a heavy mortar, an ancient weapon capable of tearing through even the densest underbrush with a single shot. But that wasn’t his only weapon. On his right forearm, he wore a large claw from a nocturnal beast, found in the ruins of an ancient battle. This curved, deadly sharp artifact was not only a weapon but a symbol of his determination.

On his shell sat his younger brother, RONKO a small, agile turtle with keen eyes and an unfailing aim. He operated the mortar, loading it with explosive moss and stone grenades. What he lacked in size, he made up for in courage and ingenuity.

It was on the darkest night of the year, when the sky was shrouded in black mist and the moon disappeared behind clouds, that the Darkwings approached. The colony retreated into hiding, but GONKO and RONKO stood atop a hill, ready to face the threat.

“They’re here, GONKO!” RONKO exclaimed as he spotted movement in the darkness.

“We won’t budge an inch. This is our home,” GONKO replied, digging his fist into the firm ground, prepared to fight.

Then came the first attack. From the shadows emerged a massive winged Predator, its pearly black eyes gleaming with bloodlust, and its claws slicing through the air. As it lunged at them, RONKO fired the mortar.

BOOM!

The first grenade struck the predator’s chest with a hollow thud that chilled the blood, but the Darkwing was strong. It staggered, spread its enormous wings, and with a piercing screech, launched another assault.

GONKO braced himself. As the predator swooped lower, he slashed with his claw, cutting through its black feathers. Wounded, the Darkwing retreated into the shadows, but more followed.

Dozens of red eyes emerged from the forest a whole pack.

“Prepare for hell, RONKO!” GONKO growled.

“Hell? That’s exactly where we’ll send these monsters!” RONKO laughed, firing another grenade.

The battle raged. The Darkwings circled, searching for a gap in their defense, but GONKO shielded them with his massive shell, tearing their wings apart with each swing of his claw. RONKO fired shot after shot, illuminating the dark forest with explosions of moss and repelling attacks from all sides.

Then came the largest of them the Shadowlord.

His wings spanned twice as wide as those of the other enemies, and his eyes glowed like embers in a firepit. When he opened his beak, teeth sharp as needles gleamed.

“That’s their leader!” RONKO shouted.

GONKO didn’t hesitate. As the Shadowlord lunged forward, the turtle warrior raised his claw and, at the moment when the enemy flew low over them, struck its body, leaving a large open wound. At that same moment, RONKO fired the last, most devastating grenade from the mortar directly into the open wound. The explosion caused devastating damage and blinded the entire forest for several seconds.

As the light faded, the Darkwings scattered in all directions. Their leader had fallen.

The colony emerged from their shelters, gazing at the hill. There stood GONKO and RONKO, exhausted but victorious. The forest was saved.

From that day on, legends spread far and wide about two silhouettes on the night horizon, one large and one small.

The guardians of the forest never sleep. And if new danger arises in the darkness, GONKO and RONKO will be ready…..

Quelle: ZabaArt