A close-up of a wizard mid-spell, their face illuminated by the dazzling glow of unleashed magic. Their eyes burn with celestial light, glowing gold and white, while veins of energy pulse across their skin, crackling like living lightning. The wizard’s staff is held aloft, its crystalline tip radiating a storm of particles—sparks, glowing embers, and swirling motes of energy in vibrant shades of blue, gold, and crimson. Around the wizard’s hands, arcs of raw power spiral outward, breaking into cascading fractals of shimmering light. Tiny shards of glowing runes orbit their wrists, leaving trails of iridescent dust in their wake. Their robes billow unnaturally, infused with the spell’s energy, with glowing sigils and faint embers burning into the fabric. In the background, the blurred remnants of a shattered reality swirl—fractured fragments of the sky, shimmering with reflective, prismatic hues. The spell itself takes center stage, forming an intricate, pulsating mandala of glowing runes and dynamic arcs of magic that send rippling shockwaves through the air, causing the particles to dance in mesmerizing patterns. Every detail—every particle and glow—captures the sheer intensity and mastery of their craft