Prompt:
shadowy, gothic castle, its battlements etched with jagged stone, looms against a bruised purple sky. Crimson light, flickering from unknown sources within the castle's dark, arched windows, bathes the scene in an eerie, unnatural glow. A woman, clad in shimmering, midnight-blue armor that accentuates her lithe figure and reveals the curves of her form, stands defiantly in front of the imposing stone structure. Her armor, crafted from polished steel, displays intricate, arcane designs etched in silver, hinting at a hidden power. She holds aloft a massive, thorny sword, its obsidian blade glinting menacingly. Each sharpened spike, like wicked teeth, catches and reflects the crimson light, promising violence and destruction. A guttural, muscular zombie, its skin a sickly green-grey, and eyes glowing with an infernal fire, slowly ambles into view from the castle’s ominous shadows. Rough, jagged rocks and twisted, gnarled branches, coated in a layer of damp, mossy grime, sprawl across the foreground, adding to the oppressive and foreboding atmosphere. The air is thick with the stench of decay and mildew, a suffocating smell of ancient battlefields, amplified by a still, thick mist. An unsettling silence, broken only by the mournful creak of the castle's aging timbers and the drip, drip, drip of unseen water, permeates the scene