In the heart of a stormy ocean, a mysterious woman stands atop a jagged outcrop of black stone, her presence commanding the fury of the sea. Her long, dark gown billows like waves in the wind, adorned with iridescent patterns resembling bioluminescent coral. Her eyes glow a deep, unearthly green, and her hair flows like kelp caught in an unseen current. Rising from the depths behind her, the colossal tentacles of a kraken break the surface, each one slick and glistening with seawater, etched with glowing, rune-like patterns. The kraken’s eyes, enormous and glowing like twin beacons, mirror her piercing gaze. Waves crash violently against the rocks, the spray catching the faint glimmer of moonlight, while the entire scene radiates an aura of ancient, unfathomable power.