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An epic film still from a dark-fantasy blockbuster: kxeryn storm witch hovers in mid-air high above a black, raging ocean at night, suspended at the centre of a colossal spiralling storm. She floats upright, her bare feet pointed down toward the waves far below, her body slightly arched, framed from the thighs up and seen from a low angle so the storm towers above her. Her head is tipped back and her left arm stretches straight up into the clouds, where a thick, blinding pillar of lightning pours continuously down into her open hand, crawling over her arm and shoulder in glowing blue-white veins of light. Her right hand is lowered at her side, fingers clawed, and the sea beneath her is being pulled upward in a churning waterspout toward her palm. The scene is almost completely dark. The only light comes from the lightning in her hand: hard, cold, electric-blue light blasting down across one side of her face, her throat and collarbones, while the other side of her face falls into deep shadow. Around her, a ring of storm clouds rotates like a vast funnel, lit from inside by flickering lightning, and sheets of rain whip past in the foreground, catching the light in silver streaks and blurred out of focus. She wears a fitted black corseted gown with a plunging neckline and long sheer black sleeves, the skirt and a long tattered black cape streaming upward and outward in the vortex wind. Her hair is immaculate, long, raven-black and perfectly sleek, hanging in one flawless glossy sheet, eerily untouched by the gale as if the storm cannot reach it. Her eyes glow faintly white, and she gazes down at the viewer with a cold, ecstatic, all-powerful expression. Anamorphic 35mm lens, heavy atmospheric haze, volumetric light through rain, crushed blacks, deep teal and electric-violet colour grade, overwhelming sense of scale and power. <lora:kxeryn-krea-2-base-epoch-12:1>