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In a tempestuous moonlit forest, ancient trees with twisted branches loom menacingly, their shadows dancing in the flickering light. A solitary figure, filled with a mix of curiosity and fear, navigates the underbrush as glowing, ethereal creatures—perhaps playful spirits—flit just out of reach. Beyond the trees, a substantial castle stands guard, its crumbling battlements hinting at a rich, tragic history, bathed in silvery moonlight. As the wind whispers through the trees, a shroud of mist unfurls, urging the figure onward into the unknown, where every element whispers an untold story, and the distant rumble of thunder complements the forest’s mystique.
The flames enveloping her form crackle and twist, her entire being consumed by the fire. With one arm raised to the sky, she invokes a blazing torrent of fire. A beam of flame descends from above, enveloping her entirely.
Behind her, the massive, intertwined branches of the Erdtree glow with a golden brilliance as they are engulfed in flames, the embers spiraling into a sky painted with twilight hues and falling ash. The fiery glow clashes with the darkness of the tree, highlighting the apocalyptic beauty of the scene.
