Samus Aran - v1.10

S@mvsSfm, Samus, A statuesque woman with sharp cheekbones, smoky eye implants, and a utility belt hugs her mop—half-cleaning tool, half-plasma rifle—as she leans against a chrome counter in The Last Stop . The tavern’s dim, smoky interior pulses with red LED strips and holographic posters of dead mercenaries. Her black bodysuit clings to her form, circuits glowing faintly where her skin meets synthetic fabric. Patrons include scarred soldiers with neural ports, a sultry AI dancer projected above the bar, and a mercenary couple whispering in a corner booth. Outside the viewport, a war drone’s searchlight scans the horizon. Her pendant—a phoenix forged from melted bullets—catches the light as she smirks at a cyborg who just walked in, his gaze lingering on her exposed collarbone.(Raw photo, highest details, amazing, creative, sensuality, composition, design, minimalism!, 8k, highly detailed photo taken with a nikon dslr with leica telephoto lens, sharp,)