"Typhera, " goddess of apocalyptic magic and victory, celestial war- bringer, glowing with both destruction and triumph, hyperdetailed, 8k resolution concept art, WLOP, Moebius, Royo, searing gold and deep crimson tones, high- contrast surrealism. She descends in a storm of golden fire, her six wings vast and smoking, part metallic, part ethereal flame. Her molten- gold armor, cracked with veins of glowing red energy, pulses as if alive, wrapping tightly around a frame built for both war and divinity. Her face is serene, almost too perfect, too untouchable—a goddess of sheer, unquestionable dominance. In one hand, she grips a burning staff, its energy stretching like a celestial lance, unraveling reality where it strikes. In the other, she clutches the shattered remnants of a blackened crown, its dust scattering into the wind, the symbol of a past conquest. The sky above her is alight with swirling crimson clouds, lightning streaking like fractured glass across the heavens. Below, an army kneels in awe, their banners burned, their weapons cast aside, faces turned toward the goddess who decides their fate. She is not a goddess to be prayed to—she is the answer to prayers that should never have been spoken