Aqua's anguished face, tears mingling with bloodstains on her dress, cradles Kazuma's limp form as warm crimson sunset hues illuminate the desolate battlefield. The torn fabric of her garment resembles the waterfall's gentle flow, contrasting with the turmoil within. Kazuma's stillness conveys solace amidst destruction, Aqua's despairing expression a poignant counterpoint to the serene backdrop.

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