A tight head-and-shoulder portrait of a woman whose body is a fragile balance of deteriorating cybernetics and organic remnants, barely holding together after years in a ruined world. Her once-advanced neural interface is damaged, the exposed ports along her scalp sparking faintly, fused with rusted wires and hand-soldered modifications. Her left arm is wrapped in a tattered bandage soaked with oil, struggling to maintain a failing cybernetic connection. Her chest is partially exposed, revealing hand-etched runes carved into her rusted exoskeletal plating, each symbol a desperate attempt to stave off mechanical decay. Her hair is shaved in uneven patches, replaced by copper filaments and jury-rigged transmitters, flickering erratically as she intercepts broken transmissions from a world long lost. Her deep, piercing eyes glow faintly with an unstable power, a mind half in the present, half lost in a machine-driven prophecy.