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Ayami captivates as a warrior of arcane elegance, her presence blending lethal grace with ethereal allure. Clad in a battle-ready ensemble that merges celestial motifs with modern edge, her armor shimmers with iridescent plates resembling fractured starlight, layered over a bodysuit of midnight silk threaded with glowing silver runes. A crescent-moon pendant pulses at her collarbone, channeling raw mystical energy into the twin blades strapped to her back—their hilts wrapped in enchanted violet leather, edges gleaming with otherworldly frost. Her waist-length obsidian hair swirls like living shadow, streaked with crimson ribbons that ignite when her powers surge, while her eyes shift from molten gold to abyssal black mid-combat. Sleek fingerless gauntlets adorned with ancient glyphs amplify her spellcraft, each motion leaving trails of prismatic afterimages. Knee-high boots reinforced with dragon-scale patterning ground her lightning-fast strikes, and the jagged scar across her cheekbone—a relic of her first duel with a dimension-breaching titan—glows faintly when danger nears. This is no mere fighter, but a storm of beauty and arcana made flesh, every detail a calculated fusion of battlefield pragmatism and mesmerizing artistry designed to leave allies breathless and foes entranced before the first spell fractures the earth.
