Mitsuri
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character: kanroji_mitsuri, copyright: kimetsu_no_yaiba
1girl, solo, upper body, letterboxed, cinematic letterbox, from below, dutch angle, closed eyes, tightly closed eyes, clenched teeth, grimace, injury, bleeding, blood, blood on face, blood splatter, mole under eye, multicolored hair, two-tone hair, gradient hair, pink hair, green hair, floating hair, braids, twin braids, breasts, cleavage, open clothes, open shirt, demon slayer uniform, haori, white haori, japanese clothes, weapon, sword, katana, holding, holding weapon, holding sword
Seen from below at a dynamic dutch angle in a cinematic letterboxed frame cropped to the upper body, the young woman grits her teeth tightly, lips pulled back in an expression of fierce, strained pain while both eyes remain squeezed shut. Distinct small moles sit visible beneath her lower eyelids on skin marred by fresh scrapes. Her thick, voluminous hair—saturated candy pink at the roots transitioning smoothly down into bright lime green—whips upward in wild, floating strands, the loose ends of her thick braids buffeted by a violent updraft. She clutches the cord-wrapped hilt of her katana with both hands drawn tight against her chest, knuckles locked pale with tension and the steel guard catching the turbulence. Her black high-collared uniform jacket hangs wide open down the middle, displaying prominent cleavage and bare chest beneath a billowing white haori that flares back off her shoulders. Thick streaks of crimson blood run down her cheek and jaw, splashing across her throat and staining the white fabric of her outer coat, while fine red splatter and oblong droplets drift suspended in the rushing air currents. A harsh, cool moonlight acts as a hard rim light against the floating green tips of her hair and the katana blade, casting deep, sharp-edged shadows beneath her chin and within the folds of her open black uniform against a pitch-black background. Fierce desperation.
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