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A Powerful DeathW40K space marine, draped in tattered, dark power armor that pulses with a faint, eerie glow, stands on a creaking wooden bridge. He points the tip of a massive, rune-etched sword menacingly at the camera, the blade crackling with dark energy. Shadows swirl around him, and the misty air is thick with tension. red flames flicker within his hollow eyes, reflecting the bridge's warped, splintered planks, over the sword camera view <lora:FluxMythP0rtr4itStyle:0.7> <lora:FluxDeathW40K:1>