Deep within an ancient, shadow-filled jungle, under the ghostly light of the moo

Deep within an ancient, shadow-filled jungle, under the ghostly light of the moon, stands an enchanting elven sorceress, exuding an aura of dark power. Her tall, willowy frame is unmistakably elven, with elegantly pointed ears peeking through her long, jet-black hair that falls like silk over her bare, porcelain shoulders. Her sharp, ethereal features are highlighted by glowing, crimson eyes that burn with malevolent intent. She is clad in a sleek, black velvet gown that molds to her body, embellished with delicate lace and inscribed with arcane, cursed runes, across her arms and spine, radiant, blood-red tattoos form intricate patterns, pulsating with a sinister energy that contrasts with her flawless, pale skin. Her lips, the color of fresh blood, twist into a sinister smile as she clutches a dark, obsidian relic, which hums with an alluring, violet glow. From her back, leathery, bat-like wings emerge, casting eerie shadows around her. The ground beneath her feet is marked with occult symbols, glowing in harmony with her demonic tattoos. Wisps of dark magic spiral through the air, summoning spectral, demonic entities that gather at her command. The twisting vines and blackened roses around her seem to recoil from her presence, while the jungle reverberates with the unsettling whispers of spirits and the guttural growls of infernal beings, intensifying the gothic, demonic nature of her ritua