Illyria, a statuesque, raven-haired queen, stands atop a crimson-drenched, ancient ruin, clad in ornate, tattered robes that billow behind her like dark clouds. Her eyes burn with an otherworldly energy as she summons a swirling vortex of ethereal tendrils, which coalesce into a shimmering, crystal scimitar that crackles with eldritch power. With a regal flourish, Illyria raises the blade to the blood-red sky, unleashing a thunderous blast of arcane force that shatters the surrounding stones, sending shards of ancient history tumbling down around her.
