"A fiery battlefield lies in wait, with ash falling from the crimson sky. The glowing king, clad in radiant armor, surveys the horde of shadowy monsters. The queen stands beside him, her aura a subtle yet steady golden flame, signifying divine strength but restrained power. Her eyes reflect resolve rather than overwhelming light. The monsters snarl and screech—grotesque figures with spiked limbs and glowing red veins—but neither leader flinches."
