A young East Asian woman stands in a misty forest during heavy rain, long black hair whipping violently behind her from wind and motion. She wears a deep crimson silk robe with wide sleeves and gold embroidery along the collar — fully lined, no skin exposed beyond shoulders and décolletage. The fabric is soaked, clinging slightly to her form, flowing around her legs as she crouches low in combat stance.
She grips a gleaming katana with both hands, blade pointed directly at the viewer — raindrops streaking down its steel, catching glints of white light from above. Behind her, tall trees vanish into swirling fog, their trunks slick with rain and moss. Ground is wet earth and fallen leaves, reflecting faint light. Rain falls steadily in visible streaks, some droplets frozen mid-air near her face and blade.
Her expression? Calm, focused, intense — eyes locked on camera, lips slightly parted, breath visible in the cold air. Lighting is soft but directional — cool gray ambient light from above, with subtle highlights on her skin, wet robe, and sword. No dramatic moon, no glowing runes, no added effects — pure realism with cinematic depth.
