Before me stands a sorceress with blazing crimson hair, her fiery locks cascading down like a living flame. Her piercing gaze cuts through the shadowy darkness, eyes aglow with an eerie intensity. Clad in dark armor tinged with black and red, the intricate runes adorn her in patterns that whisper of forbidden blood magic. In her grasp, a sword radiates a crimson mist, its luminescent tendrils winding up her arm, merging with her very essence. As her eyes remain unflinchingly fixed on me, the malevolent aura she emits thickens the air, seething with an unearthly heat.