Belinda Callahan stands in a torch-lit underground tunnel, one hand pressed flat against the stone wall as glowing blue runes along her dark green coat softly illuminate the cramped passage. Her posture is cautious and angled sideways, knees slightly bent as if ready to move. Her facial expression is tense and analytical, lips parted slightly as she listens for distant movement. Leather belts with pouches sit snug at her waist, her dark scarf wrapped close to her neck, boots dusted with dirt and grit. The tunnel walls are rough-hewn stone, damp with moisture, lit unevenly by flickering firelight.

smiling, cheerful expression, bright daylight, modern clothing, armor plates, weapons drawn, exaggerated magic effects, glowing eyes, fantasy races, low detail, blurry face, extra limbs