A silver-haired priestess performs a ritual in a subterranean cave, her gown woven from spider silk shimmering like moonlight in the dim light. She stands within a circle of black stones, each carved with a glowing rune that pulses in time with her heartbeat. Torches with blue flame burn at the circle’s edges, their light casting long shadows across the cave’s stalactite-covered ceiling. In her hands, she holds a crystal orb that projects a swirling vision of a dying star, its light reflecting off the cave walls and the dripping, glowing water that collects in a pool at her feet. Bats hang upside down from the ceiling, their tiny eyes glowing red as they watch the ritual unfold. The air is thick with the scent of myrrh and sulfur, and the sound of the priestess’s low, melodic chant echoes through the cave. <lora:poe_style_v2:0.7> Digital painting, impressionistic brushstrokes.