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Photorealistic, ultra-detailed, cinematic realism, demonic horror. A single Bloodletter of Khorne dominates the frame, standing still as if sculpted from gore-drenched fury. His skin, stretched tight over impossibly dense musculature, glistens with blood and glows faintly with internal warp heat. Thick, obsidian-black horns twist from his brow in jagged arcs, each carved with infernal symbols and slick with dried ichor. His face is a grotesque vision of rage: glowing orange eyes sear through shadow, and a barbed tongue—wet, coiled, and pulsing—lashes from a mouth filled with overlapping rows of jagged teeth. Cracked brass armor clings to his torso, bolted into the skin itself; between the plates, veins ripple like molten wire. Every claw on his massive hands is blackened and sharpened to a needlepoint. A greatsword of corroded iron, etched with Khorne’s runes, is buried in the earth at his feet, vibrating with warp energy. He does not move—he radiates menace, a daemon barely contained. Around him, the air distorts, heat rippling outward as the Warp leaks from every fissure of his body.