A close- up of the man's hands, bloodied and marked with faint burns, grips the heavy chains with unyielding strength. His dark hair clings to his forehead, damp with sweat, and his golden eyes narrow in fierce focus. The chains shatter in slow motion, fragments flying as the fiery orange glow intensifies. Embers scatter across the frame, and the blurred background reveals a stormy sky, alive with tension and power
FLUX.1 [schnell]
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