Prompt:
Imagine a vast battlefield unfolding in the deep realms of Azeroth, where an epic battle rages on. On the horizon looms a towering, menacing mountain, crowned with swirling dark clouds, with lightning streaking across the sky. The landscape is mostly somber – barren rocky hills, leafless trees, and ash swirling in the wind. Yet, amidst the chaos, the heroes stand firm.
In the foreground, a mighty warrior clad in heavy plate armor swings a massive two-handed sword. The armor is dark grey with golden accents, glinting in the fiery light of the battle-torn sky. His eyes glow beneath his helmet, his face resolute as he charges toward his foe. Just behind him, a Night Elf huntress, adorned in green leather, expertly fires arrows from a beautifully crafted longbow. Her cloak billows in the wind as her snarling tiger companion fights by her side.
Above the heroes floats a mage in a robe decorated with arcane symbols. His hands glow with a blend of magic – one channeling a powerful fireball, while the other conjures icy frost. He hovers in the air, with magical runes glowing beneath him, amplifying his spells. Farther back, a druid in bear form roars as he charges into a group of undead, who march ominously towards the heroes.
The ground around the heroes is torn asunder, with flames licking the shattered stones and ruins scattered across the battlefield. Magic and chaos flow between the combatants, with streaks of violet arcane power and thunderous firestorms colliding. In the background, gigantic catapults hurl massive boulders and enchanted spheres into the sky, while dragons soar overhead, locked in fierce combat with gryphons and windriders.
Above, the moon peers through the thick clouds, a silent reminder of the ancient and immortal powers watching over this world, as the battle continues. It’s a moment of uncertainty, where every move, every strike, and every decision could determine the fate of Azeroth.