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<lora:Krea2_Boobsgame_MERGED_070_025_exact_bf16:0.25> <lora:diana_wb_origin_krea_style_v1:0.85>, diana_wb, (adult fantasy warrior woman with fair skin, short brown hair, bright blue eyes and a broad cheerful confident smile, very curvy athletic build, gray steel adventurer armor with rounded breastplate sections and shoulder guards, simple steel helmet often worn over the short hair, leather belt and gloves, a round steel shield carried on the back and a sword at the hip; preserve her upbeat face, compact brown hairstyle and gray-armored silhouette) is on her hands and knees across a scarred wooden table, wrists cuffed to its edge with short chains, as a man stands behind her gripping a fistful of her hair and pounding into her without mercy; every thrust snaps her head forward and back, sweat flying from her temples, mouth open in a ragged cry. The camera is tight and low at the far end of the table, shooting down its length toward them: the grain of the wood fills the foreground, their bodies stacked in brutal profile beyond it, his forearm and her cuffed wrists anchoring the frame's edges. A single bare bulb hangs directly above, throwing hard top-down light that carves deep shadows under her cheekbones, spine, and hips; everything outside that cone of light sinks into blackness. Gritty underground erotica, high-contrast monochrome-leaning palette with a hint of warm amber, film grain, sweat-slicked skin, raw physical intensity, unflinching explicit detail, tense claustrophobic composition.