A witch of the deep sea, her translucent, jellyfish-like gown glowing faintly in the dark abyss. Her hair flows like tendrils of ink, blending into the swirling currents around her. Tiny glowing creatures swim in her wake, and her eyes shine like twin lighthouses in the inky blackness. She holds a trident covered in coral and bioluminescent barnacles, the weapon crackling faintly with electrical energy. Behind her, the faint outline of a massive leviathan looms, watching silently.
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