A close- up of a grief- stricken elven warrior's face, her emerald- green eyes glistening with tears that streak down her pale, dirt- smeared cheeks. pointy elf ears. Strands of silver hair cling to her face, damp from sweat and sorrow. Her trembling hands clutch the hilt of a broken sword pressed against her forehead, its glowing runes flickering faintly, casting soft, mournful light across her features. The background fades into a blurred haze of crimson and amber from a burning sunset, with faint silhouettes of fallen comrades barely visible. The focus is intensely dramatic, capturing every detail of her anguish and the weight of loss etched into her expression
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