French Impressionist plein-air painting with broken brushstrokes, dabs of pure color and colored shadows. Serivane is an elf about as small as Frieren, with long pointed elf ears that stick out clearly from her extremely long, straight golden-blond hair, which reaches her knees and has thin braids at the sides, straight bangs, golden eyes and a faint, bored smile. She wears a loose cream-colored wrap top with very wide, long sleeves edged in dusty pink, a green gem brooch on her chest, a dusty-pink sash, short cream shorts and brown anklets, and she is barefoot. Serivane descends from the sky on a column of golden light above a ruined battlefield, every enemy spell dissolving into sparkles around her. Golden light flows around her knee-length hair, her bare feet never touching the ground, and the ruined battlefield below is scattered with broken weapons. Her expression is faintly bored, as if the battle were beneath her notice. Loose outdoor composition, shimmering daylight; only one person in the image, Serivane, clearly recognizable, highly detailed.