anime digital painting On a ledge of impossible crystal jutting from the arcology's spire, the elf assassin lord reclined as if the void itself were her throne. Her thicc hourglass figure was clad in a skintight suit of matte black, the fabric clinging to her medium breasts before disappearing into elegant, thigh-high boots and matching elbow gloves. Her supermodel hair was a cascade of micro braids, each strand woven from matte yellowgreen metal and shot through with a shocking crimson highlight, a stark contrast to her pale skin under the moonless night. Below her, the epic fantasy arcology beyond the end of the universe pulsed with silent, dying light, a forgotten tomb of gods and monsters. One hand rested behind her head, fingers tangled in her own metallic hair, while the other held her war fan, its sharp edges resting casually against her thigh. <lora:anime3:1.0>
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