Set in a dark cyberpunk future, an elven woman(long pointed ears) levitates above the broken hanger deck. Her hands clenched into fists out to the sides, she summons swirling winds that pull up chunks of metal and spaceship parts. Her short white tomboy style hair is whipped violently in the wind. Her skin glows with radiant energy. light shines out from her in vortex. Her tight fitting jeans are torn by the swirling miasma, as her short jacket protects her arms. Her glowing white eyes pierce into the viewer, a sense of raw power and chaotic energy surround her. reality seems to warp around her, small pitch black tears in reality form in front of her hands