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Under a blood-red sky, a towering city made of broken, ral-drath clay spires crumbles into the dust. Streets are blackened, with shadows stretching long and sharp. At the heart of the city, a lone figure stands—its body brittle and cracked like dried earth, illuminated by flickering neon lights casting eerie green glows across its fragmented surface. The darkness between the ruins swallows everything whole. <lora:ral-drath-flux:1>