A chilling close- up portrait of a spectral angel in radiant white and gold armor. His face is partially obscured by a helmet with glowing eyes, and massive, bat- like wings protrude from his back, dark and foreboding. Torn fabric of a once- glorious cape flutters in the cold breeze of a ruined, forsaken celestial temple. The sky above swirls in ominous gold and silver, with the faintest trace of an ancient, dying sun struggling to shine through the thick fog
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