Nienta (appears Hyur Highlander, she/her pronouns) kneels in a dark red area, clutching her staff, still faintly glowing with magic. Her eyes are tilted up, lit red from within, and her face is rigid, stern.
The same image as before, but Nienta wears an unsettling smile that hasn't reached her eyes. A natural side effect of subsuming something one has no right to touch.