skeleton punk, A dimly lit alleyway at dusk, with crumbling brick walls and flickering streetlights casting long shadows. The Voxav Clan's notorious assassin, a woman clad in black leather armor, stands confidently with feet shoulder-width apart, eyes piercing through the gloom. Her crimson-hued scarf flows behind her head like a dark banner, as she gazes directly into the camera lens, exuding an aura of deadly precision and calculated menace.

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