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A cybernetically enhanced outlaw leans against the entrance of a dim underground weapons market, his pale blue face marked by deep, branching cracks that reveal a faint red glow beneath the skin. His eyes burn like two red LEDs, contrasting with his wild black hair, where small crimson beads and metal ornaments are tangled between the spikes. A sleeveless red tactical coat hangs loosely from his shoulders, featuring a large weathered skull insignia stitched across the back and smaller markings along its edges. One arm remains human, covered by a black fingerless glove, while the other is an oversized mechanical prosthetic with layered armor plating, exposed cables, and a heavy handgun built directly into its wrist. He casually rests the mechanical weapon against his shoulder, wearing the expression of someone who has survived far too many street wars. Behind him, red lanterns illuminate crowded market stalls, holographic advertisements flicker across blue-lit buildings, and unfamiliar neon characters glow through the drifting steam. The composition feels like a portrait of a dangerous figure who practically owns the city's criminal underworld.