A celestial warrior queen standing atop a jagged mountain peak, her silver armor gleaming under flashes of lightning. Her long, wild hair flows in the tempest, and her eyes glow with the brilliance of a storm. Wings of pure, crackling energy extend from her back, arcing with raw power as they pulse against the raging sky. She wields a colossal warhammer forged from storm-forged steel, each strike sending tremors through the clouds. Around her, spectral ravens circle, their eyes crackling with electric energy, heralding the coming of the tempest. The storm swirls chaotically behind her, a maelstrom of clouds, wind, and thunder.
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