In an epic, otherworldly scene, a colossal figure emerges from the heart of a massive storm, suspended in the sky. There is no ground, only an endless expanse of swirling clouds and torrential rain, creating an atmosphere of pure chaos. The figure, made of pure energy, shifts and fluctuates, glowing with electric blues and fiery oranges. Lightning arcs through the storm, illuminating the scene in flashes of brilliance. Captured from a great distance, the storm dominates the sky, its vastness overwhelming. Rainwater falls in sheets, creating a surreal, liquid world suspended in the air. The storm's power is palpable, with thunder cracking and clouds twisting in violent patterns. The air is thick with mist, haze, and the constant flash of lightning. This cinematic spectacle, full of dark, ominous lighting, evokes both beauty and dread. The figure seems to rise higher with each thunderous strike, becoming one with the storm. The ethereal, surreal quality of the scene makes it feel timeless, a celestial battle unfolding in the heavens, a confrontation between elemental forces that stretches far beyond comprehension
