A massive cyborg warrior stands alone in a shattered landscape. Her armor is made of raw steel plates, deep-sea alloys, cracked mirror-metal, and fused bone. The armor is blocky, angular, heavy. No curves, no decorations. Above her, a dying red star breaks through a storm of sharp, crystal shards. Black abyssal trenches split the cracked ground beneath her. Her left arm holds a large, damaged hydro-shield. Her right hand wields a heavy neutron flail with coiled bio-vines. Her helmet is a solid metal block with a single narrow visor slit, glowing faintly. The air is filled with dust, debris, and broken monoliths. Everything is raw, heavy, and brutalist. No elegance, only survival.
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