Inside a dimly lit cyber-garage bathed in flickering neon, a woman stands with a glowing plasma-edged sword resting against her shoulder. The pink and blue hues from exposed neon tubes cast sharp reflections across her leather jacket and chrome accessories. Wires dangle from the ceiling like mechanical vines, while a retro monitor hums in the corner. The walls are grungy, covered with old posters and schematics. Her blade pulses faintly with energy, illuminating nearby surfaces with electric veins of light. The mood is tense, industrial, and charged with silent danger.
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