From the drowned spires of R'lyeh, Corvus Umbra, a draconic entity bound by sorrow and cybernetic augmentation, leaps through the eldritch gloom. Her armor plating, etched with the remnants of a forgotten civilization, gleams with a somber, 2000K light. A swarm of nanobots, like a dark cloud, follows her every move, hinting at the soul-binding magic that animates her. Though her form is a testament to biomechanical artistry, her gaze carries the weight of ages, a melancholic beauty in the heart of the sunken city. She fights not with claw or fire, but with the crushing force of her augmented body, a somber dance against the encroaching darkness.