Samus Aran - v4.15

S@mvsSfm,Dt@1lr, A lone female stormtrooper stands full-length on a rain-glossed city rooftop at twilight. She wears pristine white armor—segmented chest plate, forearm bracers, thigh holsters—yet the segmented panels part just enough to reveal a narrow strip of black leather at her midriff, the matte fabric catching stray neon. Her long, wind-tossed blonde hair streams over the white pauldrons like liquid gold. One gloved hand cradles a sleek E-11D blaster rifle, muzzle still glowing faint cobalt; the other rests on her hip, hips squared in a poised combat stance. Behind her, the skyline glints with holographic billboards and hovering speeders, their crimson and cyan lights streaking across the wet concrete. Farther back, helmeted troopers form a silent cordon, white silhouettes against the city glow. Soft violet rim-lights outline every armor edge, while cinematic teal–orange color grading deepens the shadows beneath her determined, helmet-free gaze. (Amazing! World Design! Awesome! Composition! Masterclass!)