A mystical sorceress, reminiscent of Jeanne's ethereal beauty, stands within the magic crafts workshop. Her luscious locks cascade down her back like a golden waterfall as she bends over the counter, her hands radiating an otherworldly glow. The daring dress hugs her curves, its vibrant hues reflecting the fiery passion in her eyes. With deliberate intent, she infuses magical runes into the sword, the air thick with anticipation as the metal begins to shimmer and hum.
