null burning with seething rage

    Over-the-shoulder bosstyle shot of a colossal, eerie Banshee standing against a raging desert sandstorm. Her flowing, pitch-black gown billows dramatically in the violent wind, extending far behind her like a shadow, while her long, ethereal hair whips through the air in wild, hypnotic waves. Her figure is both terrifying and alluring—voluptuous and curvaceous beneath the dark, flowing fabric, revealing glimpses of a seductive form despite the haunting nature of her appearance. Her skin is deathly pale, contrasting sharply with the storm’s fury, and her glowing eyes burn with an unsettling mixture of beauty and menace. Towering above the battlefield, the womans presence is both magnetic and horrifying, a blend of sensuality and dread. Before her, within the heart of the howling storm, a massive sand-beast rises, its body Covered in shadows twisting and reshaping from the shifting dunes and skeletal remains of long-buried creatures to Form an buxom horned demon Boss. The beast glows faintly with an ancient curse, its hollow, orange eyes glaring with ominous intent as the battlefield seethes with swirling sand and debris.
    Anime art. A formidable Korean warrior advances through the courtyard of a grand hanok, his long, untamed red hair flowing in waves, partially restrained by a thick, elegant ponytail. His hanbok, crafted from neutral-toned cotton, consists of fitted baji (pants) and a jeogori (sleeveless vest), designed for unimpeded movement. Worn leather boots, scuffed from countless battles, step firmly on the courtyard’s stone path, framed by wooden pillars and tiled rooftops curving like the wings of a guardian spirit. In his left hand, he grips a long Korean sword, its sharp, polished blade catching the flickering glow of his supernatural aura—golden flames that dance wildly around him, distorting the air with their raw energy. His right hand remains clenched in a tight fist, his knuckles pale with fury. His eyes, burning with seething rage, lock onto the viewer, his march unwavering. Shadows from the hanok stretch beneath the dim sky, embers drift like restless souls, and the air crackles with unrestrained power. The scene is one of controlled chaos, a moment before an inevitable storm.
    in the style of ckcr, A formidable Korean warrior advances through the courtyard of a grand hanok, his long, untamed red hair flowing in waves, partially restrained by a thick, elegant ponytail. His hanbok, crafted from neutral-toned cotton, consists of fitted baji (pants) and a jeogori (sleeveless vest), designed for unimpeded movement. Worn leather boots, scuffed from countless battles, step firmly on the courtyard’s stone path, framed by wooden pillars and tiled rooftops curving like the wings of a guardian spirit. In his left hand, he grips a long Korean sword, its sharp, polished blade catching the flickering glow of his supernatural aura—golden flames that dance wildly around him, distorting the air with their raw energy. His right hand remains clenched in a tight fist, his knuckles pale with fury. His eyes, burning with seething rage, lock onto the viewer, his march unwavering. Shadows from the hanok stretch beneath the dim sky, embers drift like restless souls, and the air crackles with unrestrained power. The scene is one of controlled chaos, a moment before an inevitable storm.

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