A misty storm brews around the enigmatic sorceress as she stands at the edge of a cliff, her staff aglow with elemental forces. Earthly roots sprout from her feet, anchoring her to the land. Wind whips through her long hair like a tempestuous serpent, while flames dance upon her fingertips, casting flickering shadows on the rocks below. Water mist swirls around her, as if the very essence of the storm was coalescing within her grasp. The sorceress's eyes burn with an inner intensity, channeling the raw powers of nature to wield against the turbulent skies.
