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tswhsa, hand-painted cel animation, thin wobbly brown ink lines, flat pastel cel colours,16mm film grain and soft broadcast-TV colour bleed. the wizard stands defiant as towering waves crash around him and lightning splits the sky. His black duster is drenched and heavy, clinging to his lean frame, messy hair whipping across his face, beard dripping lake water. Both hands are locked around his staff planted deep into the lakebed like an anchor; brilliant azure lightning called from the storm itself coils down the wood and leaps from its tip in a blinding fork that strikes a massive water elemental rising before him. His pose is powerful yet strained—back arched, muscles taut under soaked clothes, eyes blazing with focus and exhaustion—as he channels the storm’s fury through his will, refusing to let the creature drag him under despite the cold numbing his legs and the waves threatening to sweep him away.