A scarlet-tressed enchantress stands before me, her fiery hair and searing eyes cutting through the shadows. She is clad in foreboding black-garnet armor adorned with sinister crimson runes, the patterns whispering of blood magic's dark arts. In her hand, she brandishes a blade shimmering with a scarlet aura, its ethereal glow flowing up her arm like a vital essence. Her gaze is locked onto mine, and I am engulfed by the oppressive heat of her ominous power, feeling the very essence of the air ignite with otherworldly energy.