An ethereal angelic warrior descends gracefully from a towering castle wall to the foreboding outer courtyard below. snow on the ground. Her alabaster skin gleams against the moonlight, highlighting long, flowing white hair that cascades like a silver waterfall. A faint scar, etched into her thigh, tells of past battles, a subtle yet poignant detail amid her otherworldly perfection. Her piercing, glowing eyes reflect a quiet resolve, and a radiant, fiery red sword in her hand cuts through the darkness, leaving faint trails of ember-like sparks with every movement.

 Her expansive wings, a dazzling mix of white and faint gold, beat with power, sending ripples through the mist as she glides downward in ultra-smooth, controlled motion.

The descent is a masterful dance, framed by swirling fog and the ancient, weathered stones of the castle walls. A fiery aura surrounds her sword, illuminating the grim battlefield below in crimson hues. Her expression is one of determined grace—a serene yet formidable figure poised to defend the realm with divine power.((snow on the floor))

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