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character: selka_zuberg. A low-angle, full body shot depicts three women fighting back-to-back in a sunken black stone trial pit. On the left, Corva, a tanned human in her 30s with ash-blonde bob hair and slate grey eyes, wears a torn black vest and micro-short breeches, firing a hand crossbow with a merciless gaze. In the center, Nim, a purple-grey skinned dark elf in her 20s with choppy white hair and crimson eyes, leaps from the wall in a side-on pose, gripping knives in both hands. On the right, selka_zuberg, a pale catgirl in her 30s with long smoke-grey hair, emerald eyes, and a long tail, wears a torn black silk robe and blows green poison dust from her palm toward attackers. The arena is a dark circle of black stone with chains and bloodstains, illuminated by side-lit blue-white glowstones in iron brackets. The visual style is a high-contrast linocut anime illustration with bold, sketchy hand-carved lines and a muted palette of pit black, glowstone blue, and poison green, featuring a flat graphic print finish with visible woodcut grain.
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A full body shot framed head to toe, from a low angle, the viewer looking up, wide enough to take in all three women together in one shared scene. The image shows three women from the same world: Corva, a human woman in her 30s; Selka, a female catgirl kemonomimi in her 30s; and Nim, a female dark elf in her 20s. The image has a mysterious thieves'-guild vibe of soot black, lantern amber and stolen gold, rooftop chases over the spires of Varrowmere, crossbows, poisons and contracts, the three assassins of the Ninth Lantern, and the mood is savage, defiant and provocatively charged. The kill was clean, but a traitor in the guild sold them out, and now the three assassins must fight for their lives in the Lantern's trial pit below the tower. Corva: She is alluring, a woman in her 30s with a lean, hard, wiry build, square shoulders, sinewy arms, a flat waist, narrow hips, long legs and a medium, full bust, and the cold, patient focus of an assassin of the Ninth Lantern, a crossbow sniper who has never missed a mark and never once asked why. Her skin is a weathered, sun-browned tan, lit from the side by the glowstones, her face is a long, severe shape with sharp cheekbones, deep-set eyes, straight dark brows, a long nose and a thin, unsmiling mouth, and her eyes are a pale slate grey. A faded lantern tattoo, the Ninth Lantern's mark, sits on the inside of her left wrist, and a thin scar crosses her lips. Her hands are as steady as stone. Her bob-length ash-blonde hair, cut blunt and pushed back from her face, swings blunt at her jaw. Her expression is merciless and provocatively fierce. She wears her black vest torn open and gaping over her breasts, with breeches ripped micro-short at the thigh, so her shoulders, her sternum, the inner curves of her breasts and her thighs are bare. A small hand crossbow hangs at her hip, and a black iron ring sits on her trigger finger. Her makeup is a dark matte lip. Selka: She is alluring, a female catgirl kemonomimi in her 30s with a long, slender, elegant build, narrow shoulders, long arms, a slim waist, narrow hips, long legs and a medium, full bust, and the silken, unhurried grace of the Ninth Lantern's poisoner, a smoke Oriental catgirl who can brew a death that looks like a fever and serve it in a lover's kiss. Her skin is a pale, cool ivory, lit from the side by the glowstones, her very large, wide-set Oriental cat ears are smoke grey shading to black at the tips, her face is a long, fine wedge shape with high cheekbones, long slanted eyes, thin dark brows, a long straight nose and a small, curved mouth, and her eyes are a vivid emerald green. Her long, whip-slender smoke-grey tail curls slowly behind her. Her very long smoke-grey hair, black at the roots and silver at the ends, falling straight to her knees, falls like smoke down her back. Her expression is cool and provocatively lethal. She wears her black silk robe torn away to a backless scrap tied at the hip and slit to the waist, so her shoulders, her whole back and her legs are bare. A ring with a hinged poison compartment sits on her finger, and small black pearls hang from both ears. Her makeup is a dark green-black lip and a long winged liner. Nim: She is alluring, a female dark elf in her 20s with a small, supple acrobat's build, narrow shoulders, toned arms, a tight waist, rounded hips, strong legs and a medium, full bust, and the bright, reckless fury of a dark-elf knife-thrower and acrobat who joined the Ninth Lantern after it killed her old master and now owes it her blades. Her skin is a dusky purple grey, lit from the side by the glowstones, long pointed elf ears sweep back through her hair, her face is a heart shape with high cheekbones, large tilted eyes, fine white brows, a small upturned nose and a full, defiant mouth, and her eyes are a burning crimson. A line of small knife scars runs along her left forearm. Her bob-length white hair, choppy and uneven, falls choppy round her face. Her expression is furious and provocatively wild. She wears her charcoal crop top torn micro-short and her leggings cut away at the hips, so her shoulders, her midriff, her hips and her thighs are bare. A belt of slim throwing knives sits at her hips, and small silver rings line the edge of one pointed ear. Her makeup is a dark purple lip. The setting is the trial pit deep below the Ninth Lantern's tower at midday with the wind howling above, a round sunken arena of black stone, chains and old bloodstains on the floor, traitor assassins in grey closing in, glowstones set in iron brackets round the walls, and a shaft far overhead where the wind moans. The whole scene is fully detailed. In the black stone pit Nim springs off the curved wall at the centre, side-on to the viewer, flying at a traitor with a knife in each hand and her white bob streaming. On the left, with the stone wall behind her, Corva fires her crossbow point-blank into an attacker's chest in three-quarter view, her vest torn open and her slate eyes merciless. On the right, a few paces away, Selka lifts her palm to her lips and blows a glittering cloud of green poison dust into two traitors' faces in profile, her long hair whipping round her. The three fight back to back in the pit, Corva on the left, Nim in the air in the middle and Selka on the right, all three throwing savage, provocative looks toward the viewer. Artificial light: the glowstones in their iron brackets light all three from the side, a cold blue-white edge along their bare skin and torn clothes and deep shadow on the far side of the pit. Pit black dominates, with glowstone blue and poison green as the accents. Linocut style: bold, sketchy hand-carved linework round their hair, ears, tail and blades, high-contrast hard shadow carved in solid black, a desaturated and muted palette of pit black, glowstone blue, poison green and bolt red, and a flat graphic print finish throughout, the fog, snow and lantern light of the thieves' quarter cut into stark, woodcut-like shapes with the grain of the block showing in every flat field of colour.
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