In the dark purple sky, surging and eerie clouds resemble the open maw of an ancient beast. Scarlet rays of light, like flowing divine blood, drench the battlefield in a burning illusion. The female warrior in red is clad in black armor adorned with golden patterns. Red silk cascades from her shoulders, billowing into a seductive blaze amidst the chaotic air currents. Her black combat boots, inlaid with runes, emit an eerie blue glow with each step, scorching the lava - covered rocks beneath her feet.
The long spear in her grasp is coiled with fine silver thunder patterns, and the spearhead condenses a strange energy that intertwines ice and fire, as if sealing two opposing purgatories within. The scarlet ribbon tied to the end of her long, bound hair sparkles with tiny stars, spattering minute sparks as she moves. The quaint bronze amulet around her neck grows warm, and as the runes flow, mysterious totems faintly emerge, seemingly resonating with the distant, hovering ancient city that shimmers in and out of sight.
The female warrior's gaze is as sharp as a poisoned blade, reflecting the warped rift in the sky. With a gentle wave of her spear, a purple crack suddenly rips through the air, from which magma and ice crystals gush out, rendering this cursed battlefield even more magical. She is both the guardian of this chaotic world and a mysterious being capable of disrupting the laws of nature.
