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A full body shot, 3/4 view of two Jedi in a synchronized combat stance on a rain-slick futuristic city street at night. The man is towering and broad-shouldered with deep ebony skin, a clean-shaven face, and reddish-brown dreadlocks with grey highlights; he wears sage green Jedi robes over tan layers and grips a glowing electric-green lightsaber high above his head in a brutal overhead strike. Beside him, an adult Lalafell woman with an exaggerated comic hourglass figure — a fuller curvy bust moderately wider than her midriff, a tighter cinched wasp-waist pinched narrower than her bust, and fully flared wide curvy hips — fair tanned skin, and TWO long thick white high twin ponytails, one tied on each side of her head, both ponytails flowing and whipping behind her in motion as she crouches; she stands significantly shorter than the towering man. She wears a tight black fitted long-sleeved outer robe top with high mandarin collar and snug sleeves running tight against her arms all the way down to her wrists, the black fabric stretched taut across her pronounced curvy bust and contoured openly around her flared hips over a tan under-layer, slim leather belt at her wasp-waist, brown boots planted wide. She arcs a glowing electric-blue lightsaber upward in a wide crouched fighting stance, her long-sleeved arms gripping the saber hilt visible from shoulder to wrist. They are surrounded by armed criminals in tactical gear firing red and orange blaster bolts. The background is a towering cyberpunk cityscape with flickering holographic billboards under a bruised-black sky. The visual style is a STRONG bold heavy-inked comic book panel with thick brutal black ink contours, dense aggressive crosshatching, dramatic angular ink shadows, and a moody high-contrast palette of dark crimsons, oily blacks, and piercing neon accents, creating a gritty and dramatic comic book atmosphere. No letters, no word balloons, no logo, no sign text, no text of any kind anywhere on the page.
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